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letra de poetryu - loki

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http://soundcloud.com/beezyrapperholicwilson/poetryu

on the eve of my birthday
my minds in the worst place
no highs, i’m not thirsty
just a regular thursday
birthdays, are treated like christmas is
unless if your a loner then you dismiss the sh-t
i was looking for something casual but she was trippin’
she said n-gga you need a job, i don’t want ya ambition
guess i wasn’t qualified enough for a late night dippin’
but little ho, little did you know, soon it’ll be different
i walk a crooked path and set it ablaze
devil looking at my rap sheet, an elaborate maze
my eyes on a great path with a medusa’s gaze
i’m ball and chained to darkness in my music
use to be beatify now it seems like an illusion
i see the world 5/8th empty
he said here’s 5 eighths…please don’t tempt me
my uncle died 40 days ago
the only one i had, where did my pain go?
seemed like he died way before, where did your name go?
r.i.p. but now im back to my main goal

[pause]

i’m listening to kendrick lamar
wondering at 24 where i’d be and how far
and if i could rise up and spar with a star
like chris brown did but no pounding just bars
heels with tar, and nc street n-gga
couldn’t get on a streak with me, defeat n-gga
you can be the best player even if you can’t afford cleats
no lying, just get on the field and unleash the beast
on every track, i meet like olympics, the rebel’s free
and bystanders look at the slaughter with devilish glee
this is just me being frank like under the relish green
i think i’m greatness and i don’t know what embellish means
this fella seems to only get heightened by tourist scenes
use to be mean, and now i’m towards the means
if its even realistic aboard dreams
tryna shatter my sleep, i gotta nail and board my dreams
cause, i’m built tough like 4×4’s on a four door ford
knocking though your block, spiting, four,four’s at ya’ front door
i tend to hate alot, i need to love more

[pause]

my time is divided amongst v-g-n- and rhyming
i’m not perfect, just searching for perfect timing
so alert, tell the clock clerk for certain, i am
lurkin’, and when i come, i’m working on a giant

[pause]

i’ll have a thousand kings on one knee
y’all running out the clock, i need another td
so when my brother sees me
he sees what i seen a couple years previously
seriously, a movie scene
as long as i’m still depressed and words still cryptic
and show favoritism to hoes that i still stick with
i’mma continue making this ill -ss sick sh-t
until i’m ill, an -ss, or sick…sh-t
i worry about, my future at times
i worry about who will be in my future at times
i worry about if a crime
will make me a victim or convict at times

- loki

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