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letra de new millennium gods - local-k

[verse 1: local-k]
open wide b-tch, here’s the thermometer
scale reading hotter than savannah monitors
born cold blooded, god d-mn she’s lethal
up on a pedestal, no one as her equal
she’s such a heroin, comes with a needle
she’ll never die, lennon and the beatles
never fake nor fraud, no sequel
shall i remind you this life is more than a read through
b-tch we’re red hot, can’t stop i feel the fire
quit it you can’t spit it, preaching to the choir
we came to party, my whole tribe adorn formal attire
excuse the noise, that’s my ego getting higher
normal who? i missed the memo
too many late nights feeling like leno
cop a one way ticket to manhattan like ‘melo
they say my aura mellow yellow, a collected fellow
f-ck an 808, someone play a cello
seduce the vixen in six inch stilettos
address a lord by his name, know he rock several
a hip hop general, my blood pumps decibels

[hook(x2): local-k]
this a stick up, now point me to the register
we’re here to rob you from all of those that molesting ya’
the industry full of soul sucking predators
land of the free, imposter miss america

[verse 2: sanity]
soul sucking we all suffer
f-ck authority they want to cuff us
when we just want to smoke something
i could live forever not knowing nothing
ducking for cover, in case of the end of the world
this is a stick up
give me your attention, why the f-ck would you listen?
because i’ve got a little weapon that you don’t want to f-ck with
this my mind word to knowledge, cut your head like a collar
if you mad that’s a problem, but the problem isn’t the problem if the logic don’t confess
welcome to forever i let myself in
why need dollars if you need cents
why lie to us if you could vent
why talk money if you ain’t got a check
money, greed, s-x, the evil three
dealings that loot ya’, break the sutra and eventually use ya’ fuse ya’ like potara earrings
this the final flash, i’m on the clouds telling ya’ll that you can’t p-ss

[bridge: local-k]
new millennium gods you gon’ feel out wrath
cross our path forever bound to face what’s under the mask
your future’s in our hands, we created your past
new millennium gods better fear our wrath

[hook(x2)]

- local k

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