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letra de superstition - lord sko

[verse 1:lord sko]
superstition intense, a bit too specific getting sick
a gut feeling been twisted in my intestine
slipping set it’s when you hit the end that
smoking cess livin reckless with less or better intention
intuition [correct as yet to betray me ?] even if my b-tches look like giselle
i play him like brady and that’s just how it be look at tristan ,offset and jay-z
i remember when i said i will make it they called me crazy
still ain’t never havе a yesman the best thеy telling me maybe
they trying to tell slim i can spit it better than shady
from the city where you shine even when the weather is rainy
and everybody grind on and keep the weapon on city
there’s so many in the cycle but really any escaping
it’s barely any love but a fam mounted all the hating
some mosey poppin condoms to chase a ring like they katie
but ain’t no love for that baby just paying the struggle remaining
lace them up, we ain’t playing i’m flagrant i’m in the [paper??]
[??] up out they face
if they tested my place then h-llo i’m best in the game
[yes let my t-st-cl- aim ??] being authentic y’all got fake chested
i tested the chain cold blooded
so what? i took the breath of the flame
my thoughts is deadly as a pistol that’d pressed into your brain
moon crescent an new legend entered again
when the pressure attend i just put the stress in my pan
isolation make you selfish you have to check on a friend
through the letter and then you regret what you said
and again and again but don’t forget the intent
too many motherf-ckers that over some sh-t they ain’t mad
only remembered as this ain’t no smart way on his head
what i witness as i wait ’till the end playing the credits
blazing berettas and stepping out in maison margiela’s
i’m hard as the pavement they pacing on the foot pedal
trying to figure out my mind again escaping my mental
smoking spliffs without my common sense it way to the winner
i know this probably hit my chest just like a raging gorilla
been tryna to think outside the box, but still go safely deliver
living life much quicker than what it’s feeling like
so who you trust because i seen a couple really die
teary eyed there ain’t a secret that can heal the pride
only fear is time running into the walls i leave behind
read the signs with precaution protect the [breeder spine ???]
and that’s facts i ain’t quick to get my back stab
the pistol, whip the guy, smack him, hit him with the black magnum
flipping through the cash stacks within into the last chapter
grew an instinct from living through the past faster
running with some animals and sacrifice his last
after i could lead the lions to the rams, i feel like matt stafford
i’m in the pocket only pull my hand to smack rappers
cadillacs and tap gavel speaking to my demons
and [my man alive ??] to have battles
been the bad apples since i fell out the tree
stone cold glass shatter when i enter the ring
and even laugh at it when justice try to mention the king
most y’all cracking under pressure questions get him to sing
only steady elevating way i’m spreading my wings
they can’t forget it plus my name has got a h-ll of a ring
had to learn that death echo we remember this thing
but life ain’t free so tell them what you ready to bring
now they all tied up with a thread in the string
y’all ain’t ready for me
[verse 2:marco plus]
life’s a maze and t’s quite amazing
i’ve been wasted right in greatness you got to take a listen
i’mma relay the vision, that gate the system
i’m truly authentic a dude get jarred then he get [??]
juke it all get it to bizarre with it you fools is all timid
i’m ruthless, raw and vicious my greatness to rule y’all sickness
hold on
trying to mask the peace inside these tragic streets
i’m packing heat ’cause n-ggas always hating
but why they mad at me ?
these motherf-ckers thinking a race i’m in the fastest speed
gasping to grab it they trying to make a n-gga pass the weed
you can hit it just make sure you get back to me
reefer smoking all the pain keep the wolves off my brain
he and scotty bawler man i’m keeping score and calling the games
i’ve been mobbin mafioso poppin shot of guys get postal
the glock inside the volvo need profit by the boatload
i’m stomping around brooklyn in my jordan 4s
looking forward to corridors to greatness i’m pouring
so patient though it’s getting hard to stay
even tempered and i get restless i respected my time coming
even if it’s not the second had to stop my second guessing
it was messing with my effervescence life trying to test me
tell that b-tch come up with better questions
i’m talking to god request protection for the serpents
i’m blessed, but i’m not perfect i’m a work in progress
just like you they trying to stop my growth but i’ma rise through my heart got the best beat that i could vibe to
but devils keep the fire with the red beam that was my blue
i’ll start a riot for my rights just like it’s ’92
you may see pray like natalie, but
the sun will come out gradually
first jesus had to be down to allow it
ain’t no doubt about it i just had to switch my mind state
now i’m great ’cause time waits for no man with a crying face
shout out to my girl for being there she helped me find grace
k!ll my inhibitions and help me get into my divine place

- lord sko

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