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letra de introducing - m-dot

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welcome to my story
chapter 1 quest for the glory
this new rap sh-t been real boring
esket-t gummo gucci touring

so much pressure its choking me
blood running cold in me
wifey be stroking me
good weed be smoking me
left momentarily
had to get focused see
come back a better me
spiritually vocally

like a beast woke inside of me
the monster from the south of east
coast miami that sub
same monster i used to be
done returned and evoking me

this that hocus pocus preach
this that magic meets the heat
i been ballin alone since 2013
i travelled the world
i learned some new things
i would say ive grown up but i lack maturity
lost my manners since i lost purity
run up in yo sh-t better call security
can’t be held down
ain’t no obscuring me

i’m at n-ggas neck better take me seriously
been studying rap man i listen curiously
i found my own lane
moving fast and furiously
won’t stop til my family living luxuriously

shout out to my bloodlineeeee
the fam stay on the steady grind
get yours and i get minessssss
may fall off but we stay prime
we ain’t tryna serve no timeeeee
so we stay out them streets and don’t do no crime
using our minds we just just tryna shine
make the stars align with some beat and rhymes

[fast forwards]

and so it begins
i’m raising up h-ll
and absolving your sins
i’m going to war
my weapon of choice
a black ball point pen

and as draw out these pictures of pain
please hear me out
i’m giving free game help you make gains give you some clout
aim for the stars don’t worry what doubters be talking about
pray for a change play yo own game stay in yo lane run yo own route
i’m making it rain wash away pain ending the drought
smoke free at the moment but my music components keep me in the clouds

[fast forwards]

ready for battle with the darkness that’s keeping my people in shroud
we no longer chattel we no longer rattled we run in the house
song our spirituals loud we no longer bow how masa feel now
tryna own them plantations take back this nation we want it all now

farrakhan when i’m speaking telekenesis i’m moving the crowd
i done jumped off the bleachers my people need this to get off the ground
we be fighting and bleeding sweating and grieving till the very last round
pitching this game making my name i’m up on the mound

- m dot

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