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letra de t.n. state of mind - kid 901

[verse]
uh, late in the night affects the day when it’s bright
mischievous light upon the pages you write
maybe one day you just might get the experience
and play on both side, so you can gaze from both eye
it gets contagious, fiend stages of fright
a g*nius’ life consists of various sight
prodigious, the outsider sees it mysterious
please, that’s ridiculous
how you see a shade of your city as something villainous
or something so infamous? split the weak and the wickedness
those who see it with vividness
oversee the one who see it with littleness
only breathe for the pyramid
homie, please, there’s a difference
between the one who see and who visit it
so naive of the wilderness
check it, the streets which you fear is excessive
when you reach, say it’s severe, man, it’s stressful
tryna pick apart every crevice
and detonate all that i think is precious
or maybe you’re trying to barricade from all the lessons
well let me just ill-strate
what do you get when you paraphrase all the messsge?
no education is present, you’re expectations’ depressing
and your explanation’s you’re afraid of the weapons
and segregation’s the best that could ever rain down from heaven
just let that resonate, y’all f-ckin’ p-ss on the interface
b-tch, i’m fixin’ to end the race which we’re living
disintegrate this display, and i’m itchin’ it ricochets
comes back, and hits the face of you pr-cks that just irritate
‘cause i’m devastated from the racial aggression
maybe one day we’re accepted
unless we face defeat of a skeptic
sh-t, by then we’re infected and death is expected
talk about a reckless perspective, i don’t f-ck with it, i guess it’s
livin’ in our own world to sit and reflect, and
it gives an erection, pause hard like two bars
leave you royce “above the law,” i’m talkin’ ‘bout fubar
that’s f-cked up beyond— aw, you get the memo
and you can catch me doing fallon, conan, and leno
traction with no demo, gimme uno momento
coming from the place you people flinch when you get told
like b-tch i did it, ‘cause the kid can stay with the tempo
getting loud like crescendo, and it‘s hotter than sin
but, i do it on the low so i don’t bother my friends
and i’m movin’ on real slow, but i will get there soon
you know i’ll die a f-ckin’ legend like big l’s tomb, w-ssup

- kid 901

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