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letra de ble$ed - mad mic

verse 1
thats my cue now its time i reel out bags distribute
they say life a movie but im in charge to when you shoot
i attack and thats the reaction
life’s a dirty game n0body’s actin’
you got it they wanna take it
dont give a f-ck if you’ve been slavin
all i got is my dreams and some n-ggas
tryna kick down doors for it
losin’ sleep that sh,t is like a habbit
cheech and chong out of a bong
this spiritual not a song
this a soul to soul
im not rappin
i’d rather correct you than say you wrong
playin hide n’ seek with em feds
ain’t no countin’ just tecs
no respect cos we always wrong
i check my skin out
darker than alleys n-ggas slang pappy mason at
who got cattaracks?
wrong id n-gga
you need a dog and a cane
look dont try call me insane
thats mediocre to say
an understatement in other words
some luneys back at hythe avenue
know how i be swingin’ my sword
hook
i stay blessed i evacuate the stress

verse 2
i got out the cage
now here is a taste
im giving em rage
giving em bass
its melting they face
addicted for days
stop hittin my line
im picking the call before i decline
yall phonies dont phone me
im twisted in mind
im savage im wild
when spittin this nile
my anger is vile
baraka baraka baraka
i got the blades like its mortal kombat
hit my comrades and we shorten out
your days
chase the bag p-ssy never get me phazed
dead men dont speak
so ain’t no testimony from n-ggas
that came around my way
baraka baraka again
dejavu everyday
middle finger rose to naysayers
i got other plans my mind could pay
attention to
i stay vexed
i evacuate
who wanna test
red dots all over my body
cos they aimin’ at the best

- mad mic

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