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letra de memoirs - maglera doe boy

[chorus]
i write, these memoirs for my soul
i write, these memoirs for my woes
i fight, my demons and my foes
that’s why my eyes, impure from blood and gold

[verse]
young n-ggas from the block
came up in the projects
with my scammers and some robbers
can’t forget my vatos
the bodega was the casa
trigga hit the celli like “que pasa?”
slum dogs from azania
yelling out “viva la rasa“
smoking yanga pack, ya rasa
young moolie with mullatos
just a moor from the sewers, i manoeuvred with the ghouls and the goblins
we just want to eat the lobster
fеttuccine with the pasta
young doe boy drеamt of being a guido, now he movin’ like a mobster
this is basquiat, picasso
this is phantom of the opera
conversations with the paupers became compositions i need me an oscar
in the ghetto i’m a saviour, i’m walkin’ on water and spitting the gospel
in the ghetto ducking judas and the devil that’s why i speak like a prophet
[chorus]
i write, these memoirs for my soul
i write, these memoirs for my woes
i fight, my demons and my foes
that’s why my eyes, impure from blood and gold

[interlude]
whatever power you are craving, it will not change what you are
the least of us-
you came to us from the gutter
your ability gave you station but all the power in the world can’t mask the stench beneath-

[outro]
the pain of the people

- maglera doe boy

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