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letra de cliffhanger - lloyd banks

[intro]
i don’t know, it better to be on the [?] out in the streets, then it’s trouble

[verse 1]
learn when it go your ways, sh-t pops when you overstay
a spot for you in the danger field, chances slimmer than coi leray
lose it, you hope and pray, followed you, i’d be broke today
ghostwriters, i float with your idols, cheatin’ the culture pace
know how to coach and play, pilot auto with no delay
try me and have a brush with death, still watchin’ you both decay
tell me you won’t betray, made it out of the vulture phase
feline from h-ll was for a scrеam, mixed the fit with the oppanеse
rather not socialize, why? too many social lies
easy to stay alive with closed lids, figured i opened eyes
a closet full of [?]sport for my kids to posturize
dodgin’ ’em with the gossipin’, n-ggas givin’ me oprah vibes
pinnin’s a boulder size, stompin’ sh-t outta the cobra’s[?]
i won’t comply, a n-gga city won’t knock me, you told a lie
orders’ll make the soldiers riot, wild fathers and shoulder cries
greatness and haters don’t coincide

[chorus]
when your wins came, your friends changed
playin’ them switch games, i forget names
i guess i’ll see you in the sky
all i got is i— lah-lah-lah-ahh
i think i’m insane, startin’ to cliffhang
if something sits strange, i’ll inflict pain
if i let go, i’ma fly
i ain’t scared to die— nah-nah-nah
[verse 2]
uh, steppin’ on n-ggas, timb my walker, in new dreams, i’m a stalker
when those involved, it gets deep, you in cruel seas with the orca
need writers, they seek the author, i’m puttin’ loose leaf through torture
i ain’t got time to be talkin’, need blue cheese with the offer
you can tell that i’ve been to h-ll and back, cool breezes in order
violate me? be a peasant pack, coupe keys for my daughter
from neighbourhoods that are sn-tched teams, hoop dreams to the corner
trips to the jewelers got me diamond cut blue beams on my order
i can’t be right to pass but you can keep tryin’
i like to laugh, ups and downs’ll spike you fast
you’re in and out, it’ll siphon gas
when you gettin’ it, life’s a blast, new issues and pricy tags
ice grills come from everywhere, p-ssies with a [?] sheisty [?], uh
namings for disorder, yo, crack pack, just don’t call me bro
insults from these drugged-up backtrackers on corny shows
nowadays they don’t last long, makin’ history’s all we know
buckets of green helpin’ the shorties grow

- lloyd banks

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