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letra de run - lo village

[monologue – ama]
do you know how it feels like to be a black person in america?
i got this n-gga over here not saying nothing
and i got this n-gga over here not reading the room
now i don’t know about you
but personally i’m over saying rest in peace
rest in peace to the police!
they ain’t doing sh-t but k!lling us anyway
how about you do the job you trained 6 months for
and stop murdering motherf-ckers with a dream

[verse – kane]
money, cars, women
i need all that
you bring something to the table
or fallback
it’s a plan this ain’t gon stop
you touch one of mine
somebody gettin’ popped
them n-ggas sit and pray that we flop
i mind my business and get to the guap (get money)
i know you see it, alexa please play young joc
my raps like mona lisa with melanin
real n-gga, far too genuine
heart racing, full of adrenaline
and i swear on everything
when i leave this earth
its got be on both feet
never knees in the dirt
god body
i create waves so you can surf
red or blue pill?
decide whats worse
turnt on the tv, i seen mass hysteria
picket signs, the virus spreading like malaria
everyone got it, you could be a carrier
white supremacist believe we inferior
this ain’t a richard mill
it’s a apple watch
the heist went left
the plan was botched
we had to escape on a foreign yacht
[verse – charles tyler]
my n-gga got caught with a burner
the judge gave him eight
i swear i’ll never say your honor
honestly your daughter sing my song
while she pack her pipe
whoever do she’ll live a devilish life
my dark twisted fantasy is one h-ll of a life
my auntie still smoking cigarettes
the doctor says she got lung cancer
came home and smoke another pack
its the end of the week, how she afford those
if you a big stepper, some n-ggas be your door mat
im right off la fontant
no need to text me i can see you through the peep hole
and leave them swishers at the door
cause i don’t need those
jose conseco, cuban cigars
you can only buy these with pesos
too many n-ggas dying
mothers crying over beethoven
them administrators leave when the case closing
(just hit my phone, i’m right off la fontant)

- lo village

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