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letra de new slaves - ludus

[verse one: ludus]
ever sit and wonder, what the f-ck is going on?
isolated, maybe hated, get the f-ck up, have some fun
how many f-cks for an opinion? and i’ll tell you maybe none
i don’t f-ck with anybody, only god just like a nun
and i give myself advice like if i’m my only son
f-ck the rumors, don’t ever let them heat you like the sun
only you know what you done, only you know where you from
ignore the haters, they don’t matter, these f-ckers looking so dumb
and i’m f-cking up this beat so this rhyme is like a bust!
just cut off anybody, anybody you can’t trust
friends are nothing without trust
they’ll be fake to you because
everybody really does
f-ck it, i could give two f-cks

[logic sample]

[second verse: ludus]
what the f-ck is they talking about race?
say that i’m whack cause the color of my face
you couldn’t do sh-t if you were in my place
because of the sh-t that a brother would phase
i’m just a man,and i can be replaced
let’s pick up the pace, have em feeling amazed
haters talking that sh-t but not once to my face
i’ve been feeling so lost like if i’m on a maze
and when i’m feeling down man i just go and blaze
and i’m k!lling the beat and i’m feeling the b-ss
i’ve been working a job and i’m wanting a raise
walk in the room and i feel so abased
the path that i’m walking, n0body can trace
know that i run it cause i got two traits
chill the wolfs, never with the snakes
check who trust, life full of fakes
a mans not defined by what he makes
or not defined by his mistakes
but the way he acts, the moves that he makes
a man is a man when he does what it takes
even when the hustle puts him into gates
god, i’ve been working like a slave
god, will i ever be saved i’m….
tryna be good but i’m sinning
it all has an end just like a beginning
back when i was 7, back in the beginning
music was my drug, i love it i’m fiending
never wanna drown, i gotta keep swimming
i got the best team, i gotta be winning
ludus always k!lling, no i’m never chilling
i give it my best, i do what i’m willing
i’m feeling alone, who’ll be by my side
wanting to run but there’s no hide
everything that i feel, i just keep it inside
will i have a kid? will i have wife
how will they talk about me when i die?
i’m getting older, how will i survive
feel like i’m logic, i’m buried alive
the life that you living is really a lie
we the new slaves, wouldn’t be surprised
except we paid for cooking em fries
y’all gotta wake up, y’all being too nice
they look at your head and they put a price
why do you think we so busy with school
i’m talking our jobs, they feeding us lies
keeping us busy to not realize
racism is made for the ones that aren’t wise
to k!ll ourselves without thinking it twice!

- ludus

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