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letra de lab - madic

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[verse 1]
life is like a box of chocolates
meaning you choke and you die
so i open my throat and throw up my hopes to the sky
hoping that god’ll hopefully open a door for my pride
a door to a ride, maybe some dough to provide
my grandparents with a pad, fam close by they side
cover the loans of my sister and then you know some of mine
if you ain’t with it what i’m spitting, ho, you closed in the mind
my quotes and my rhymes float in the ocean of time
you may get a little salty if you open your eyes
this for the regular guys, no trust funds, just creditors
predators indebting us, we broke or behind
hold your token surprise, i been rapping since oh five
wheeling and dealing, i’m a spoke on the grind
i’m focused on motion, hoping when spoke it’ll shine
but how the f-ck am i supposed to survive and then thrive when my

[chorus]
life’s a b-tch and then you die
that’s why i’m out for presidents to represent me
tryna’ get my -ss from ashy to cl-ssy
but it seem that path keep p-ssing me by
said life’s a b-tch and then you die
that’s why i’m out for presidents to represent me
tryna’ get my -ss from ashy to cl-ssy
but it seem that path keep p-ssing me by

[verse 2]
dro in my knapsack, ducking the police
puffing i blow trees with a couple of homies
i ain’t stunting or showy, no please, no chloe
my reality been keeping up with the groceries
i wanna get rich, hit my dentist, so sweet
show him my gums like, b-tch, stuff ‘em with gold t–th
don’t get stuck on the old me, i’ve grown mean and bitter
the cynical figure spitting, clutching a forty
writtens rupture your whole spleen, listen up closely
on close reads my flow be deep enough i’m below sea
but what’s the point if n0body gon’ hear it
so here it go, hitting the stage, spirit f-cking feel so free
but the world it been busy juxing my soul see
i’m jaded but ain’t fated to jive and shuck for the fogies
i been faded from crime i stuff in a stogie
i’m low-key dolo and solo suppers get lonely, but

[chorus]
life’s a b-tch and then you die
that’s why i’m out for presidents to represent me
tryna’ get my -ss from ashy to cl-ssy
but it seem that path keep p-ssing me by
said life’s a b-tch and then you die
that’s why i’m out for presidents to represent me
tryna’ get my -ss from ashy to cl-ssy
but it seem that path keep p-ssing me by

[verse 3]
so what’s the meaning of life?
is it money and hoes? is it gleaming with ice?
i could live twice, never make all the green that i’d like
what i make i’ll probably spend cause i’m a fiend for the night
we all got greed in us right, rats with plans for the cheese
scrambling to get free, the trap keep us in tight
so we hustle and grind, i can sleep when the sight
when i scope it the moment of me seeing the light
so when my album is finished listeners peeping the strife
my effort live forever when i’m speaking in mics
sparking in the dark lab, beats is the mice
i just wanna meet peace like beef and a knife
why do it seem every emcee is alike?
what the sh-t, it’s a trip, i don’t believe in the hype
so i frequently fight to get my frequency right
that’s why i’m spitting till i’m sick, until i bleed from my pipes, cause my

[chorus]
life’s a b-tch and then you die
that’s why i’m out for presidents to represent me
tryna’ get my -ss from ashy to cl-ssy
but it seem that path keep p-ssing me by
said life’s a b-tch and then you die
that’s why i’m out for presidents to represent me
tryna’ get my -ss from ashy to cl-ssy
but it seem that path keep p-ssing me by

[bridge]
man looks in the abyss; there’s nothing staring back at him. at that moment man finds his character, and that is what keeps him out of the abyss

[verse 4]
open your mouth till your grin it is wide
then leave it, you’ll need it when me and mine spill in your mind
coming fresh like the condom i’m filling with pine
f-ck your familiar lines, heard ‘em a million times
f-ck your spotlight, you not tight, i’m stealing your shine
smoke in my throat, head float on the ceiling, this fire
weed i be chiefing indeed got me feeling sublime
f-ck out of here, steer clear if you k!lling my vibe
i’m weird, an outcast, a menace to guys
that trend jocking, you copy, you caught me illing with rhymes
go head, tell me i’m different, you bigging my pride
one step away from alien reptilian kind
kicking it, chilling, cheesing like we sicilian pies
sh-t ain’t funny, sit and listen, the crickets they chime
ignorance is a hit, yeah, that’s the bliss of the blind
but i’m spilling my dna with these seminal lines, ugh
yeah, you prolly never heard of me
so this your courtesy precursory thirst verse from me
i’m here to stay and i’m k!lling cuts in the first degree
the murder scene, gruesome, the snare, i snuffed him in surgery
kick the color of burgundy, but i’m lost
’cause this verbal holocaust come at a cost
i’m talking lost friends and lovers, lost ends i smothered
loss stings but it fuels the things i utter
so here i am now scribbling songs
demolishing logic while i’m singing along
egad, he so brolic when he enter the zone
seesawing the silence and a venomous tone
hee haw they laughing, but i been practicing
scr-pping, grappling, getting ready for action
me and my mad friends attacking the rap pantheon
coup on you fools, salute your new captain
p–p on moot rapping, sick of slacking
i’m in to win it, you finished then get packing
did my first tape, never got a handout
recorded in my bedroom by my d-mn self
look at me now, the studio wild
i got that groovier sound improving my style
but still ain’t really got a crew for cruising around
no, no, it’s solo dolo when i’m moving a crowd
but i been building a team that believe in the dream
see cats tweedledum and you tweedledeeing
i’m done feeding the sc-m, they just need and they need
they don’t give you sh-t in return but a reason to leave
so if your bleeding is green, i refuse to compromise
i can only hope this spotted by some watchful eyes
realize i throw my soul up when i launch a line
i can only dream it’s seen as being hot supply
but truth is i do it for the art
i do it for the culture, i do it for the spark
in your eyes, for the rise when the truer spitting start
i do it to survive and i do it from the heart
so if you feel it then its mission success
i’m just a regular guy with a pencil i guess
who spitting obsessed and i said what i need
until the next one, please, i wish you the best
now i got this sh-t up off of my chest
so until the next one, please, i wish you the best

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