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letra de road to perdition 3style - maestro pianoman

the road to h-ll is filled with good intentions
i don’t get good fame or publicity but seriously i should be getting good attention
not that i’m seeking it; the triggers i’m squeezin em if you’re sending me crooked mentions
tailr mde, bump film noir on a noir day
only make pennies cause i chose to walk the hardaway
if your don hath a way my day will come
i got bare bars but in these 3styles i’m only spraying some
is it me you’re hating on
if i’ve offended you before then things happen i apologise
but seriously, you’re better off with another guy. too many g’s behind me and i am not tryna get sodomised
too much knowledge for the ordinary
i would rather die on my feet but they’re shook so i’m walking steady
it’s a few dozen rappers that you really like that’s really lying. and you believe them when they’re talking heavy

you’re buggin

face the problem like i’m staring at myself
i’m at war with my mind, i’m beefing with the devil, the lord won’t tell him move so i’ma scare the man myself
if he can’t die i’ma break his neck myself
that;s the road to perdition
money can’t buy me by the billions i’m too expensive the government can all just kiss this
gluteus flow studious in the studio
no max, my bars the rubies though
in regards to all the trash: to them i’m the caesar like julio
a black roman with no data just enough power to network with the best girls and the best boys and in between just to increase my net worth
and the uk has a problem fam it’s so wack
cause now everyone’s tryna sound like either j hus or mo stack
i’m so mad. no fam their raps are throwbacks
ayo you can just take your flows back

and shove it where the sun don’t shine

my flow’s crack, free max b
big up odot for doing freestyle compet-tions and allowing yutes to read off of their phones. talking stacks c
i ain’t ever seen him, but i promise you he ain’t the guy that stacks see
i’m tryna finish careers and make my own grow
when soulture drops i know i’ll hop, on a private jet to islands where i don’t know a person
but i still rock
all that not cause of me but only cause of hip-hop
5% supreme art, i don’t rap lyrics man
i speak bars and via the pen is how i’ma free gods
by the time you hear this you’ll know that world lies
and therefore my job is to open your third eye
ain’t a demon i’m a poetic prophet sent from the most high to gain profit for my loved ones
the illmatic asiatic arm leg leg arm head black man now you know that i’m somewhat godly

- maestro pianoman

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