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letra de circle of life - likwuid

[verse 1]
an angel clipped the wings at the seraphim
stuck in purgatory, needed leverage, reverence
lord see a toll, have pity on a soul
maybe he won’t request to see receipts when it was sold
a labyrinth of libido
a crucifix, a steeple
squinting at our dreams, nightmares at the peephole
what are we? animals or people?
thread hems of life with no needle
records record records, vinyl on the needle
only ten commandments but our sins is infinite
the reverend selling testaments, tithing is irrelevant
can my wonder-wall save me from a wallflower, while i’m tipping this flower power?
back against the wall, embedded graffiti
very superstitious, you can ask stevie
while rappers spit the same old quotes
i be scribing with the power that same old wrote
all my people ain’t k!llers and drug dealers
i’m from the suburbs where sh-t got realer
so unlike [?] in the ‘80s, yeah, sh-t got crazy
[chorus]
dignified folk, black wall street swag
prefer money bags over body bags
what’s a square in the circle of life?
what’s a square in the circle of life?
that’s right
my whole squad thorough
we worldwide, y’all nice in one burrough
they say god keep his eye on the sparrow
so we watch the street, hood queens and pharaohs

[verse 2]
chicks with low self esteem and state n-ggas for gods
now we think he running numbers like a wall street mob
can’t stand him, two baby moms still bragging
thirty-two years old, pants still sagging
never had a father, grow up, stupid
that’s all the ‘80s babies need, another excuse, kid
we major, you stuck in the ‘90s, where your pager?
same sucker weeded up, asking for a favor
i hope he get clapped or catch clap
nah, i really shouldn’t say that
i pray them little boys get they father back
‘cause me and my sis both lost our dads
both in october, the world getting colder
me shedding tears, pour a little beers
my sis said, “f-ck that n-gga, he wasn’t here”
angry, gave our moms gifts on father’s day
all in good fun ’til the person passed away
congruent sympathy for the life of a human
we’re family and strangers, your whole world is ruined
how can i trust anyone? y’all don’t even know me
i barely know myself, all you people so phony
no excuses regardless of obtuseness
no bandaids when the heart has the bruises
that’s why we keep it moving
[chorus]
dignified folk, black wall street swag
prefer money bags over body bags
what’s a square in the circle of life?
what’s a square in the circle of life?
that’s right
my whole squad thorough
we worldwide, y’all nice in one burrough
they say god keep his eye on the sparrow
so we watch the street, hood queens and pharaohs

- likwuid

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