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letra de new jersey devil - lewis is dead

i tried to be fair with these n-ggas
i tried to be there for these n-ggas
this sh-t embarr-ssing n-gga
how could i care for these n-ggas
you don’t know heartbreak
cuz you never partake in loyalty
shared with these n-ggas
i put my end up and they put a bend up a skirt like american b-tches
my favorite hobby is planning a homi on people that did me wrong
sheep in the chapel
just telling confessions to b-tches that’s bout to come give me dome
orthodontist
i’m highly unorthodoxy
you should proxy
the sh-t that i spit is toxic
wear your goggles
she touch me and call me prophet
an apostle
i turn all my hoes to fossils
hit the nozzle
i creep in positions
i can not sleep these conditions
i got a couple years missing from memory
so just leave me my convictions
no one in new jersey the same
no one refers me as sane
rappers can’t look in my face
dulled by their cubic zirconia
and every producer the same
fingers to couple you m-th-f-ckas
i could never trust ya
snipers that miss me from a distance
and wanna send pleasant wishes
go and f-ck ya mother
why do i feel like a race horse and n-ggas placing bets on if i’ll crumble under
lone and forgotten
with blood and thunder
i can’t slumber summers
never mind or wonder
dove out the glove
i ain’t sending blessings
b-tch i’m k!lling gods and putting skulls in skullys
i don’t remember the f-cking n-ggas you -ssociate with me
they left me sullied
rage is my only form of meditation
pain is the only true education
p-ssy is my only medication
i k!ll a rapper no hesitation
feed off forgotten leaf vegetation
had to level up and hit this levitation
out in reservations with a pack of wolves
k!lling anything weak for the preservation
getting high is false elevation
collecting secrets bringing me elation
bounty hunters at the delegation
keep a pistol present for the escalation
who gives a f-ck what celebrities do when i been in the stu with no ventilation
you turn these people to royalty
shotty recoil if i put a sh-ll in caitlyn
i don’t know if i’m progressing
or if i’m depressing
i guess i’m a product of my own situation
this is my creation
if i suicide i had cooperation
leave me in the forest
degradation
spilling in the river b-tch contamination
i was in the cabin with them hammers waiting
now i’m in the city shooting random faces
am i catching bodies
or i’m catching cases
when i feel invisible i fill with hatred
i’m a f-cking n-gga
i am not a patriot
my eyes are closed
cuz i know i’m making it

- lewis is dead

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