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letra de ends life - manik mc

verse one – manik mc

rhymes on my mind we was twisting the verbs
sign of the times, it’s a gift and a curse
line after line, time after time
when its late night and i twist and i turn
just tryna make pees from speaking our mind
staking our claim for a piece of the pie
you stepped in the scene, you sent them to sleep
we stepped in the scene and made em reach for the sky
trapped by the dark but i’m seeking the light
gaze at the stars til i bleed from my eyes
laying on the roof, blaze on a zoot
debating the truths that we seek to divine
keeping it live when we spray a sixteen on the mic
me and natty why going split screen on the mic
mc’s try to chase and f-ck with the game
but the dusts getting raised and we leave em behind
ain’t tryna talk no greaze on the mic
or cruise in a mans slipstream on the mic
man it ain’t for the papes and the bezels
straight setting levels, until they’re unusually high
i do what i do to the mic, they do what they do to provide
if we move then we’re moving precise
friends turn snake and lie to your face
sometimes you can’t change what they choose to deny
raise up the anchor to move with the tide
raising my hands up saluting the skies
til the day that i’m gone man i’m swearing to god
full stop i’ll forever stay true to my guys
life on my mind, i’m twisting the herbs
tight with the mic, sl!ck with the words
rhyme after rhyme, night after night
l!ck off the mic til it’s literally burnt

chorus – manik mc

that’s what life in the ends is
that’s what life in the ends is
ain’t on a vibe to be riding a sentence
but i take time when i’m writing a sentence
x2

verse two – manik mc

gimme that mic and im’a light up the stage
transmitting live from the cage
love for the vibes still i’m tryina get paid
and meanwhile these guys still tryina get brave
don’t spit for the hype i just write cos of pain
they was trapping out white we was writing on trains
camouflaged at night, i’m hiding my face
try fighting the tide get sliced by the waves
or the rhymes that i spray, overly deep
can’t try match the pace it’s overly peak
tuning into the tracks of a lonely mc
how can we be trapped we’re supposed to be free?
how we can we hold back when we know what to do
it’s hard to clock mandem withholding the truth
entered with intentions supposedly true
but now my heart drops when i’m holding the proof
gimme that mic and im’a light up the riddim
tight with the rhymes, ever nice with the written’s
live and direct getting by on a scrimmage
since nine five we been defying the physics
survive with the fittest, we’re grinding for digits
pushed to the edge til i find me the limits
lighting the live til i’m rising the spirits
give life to the mic like i’m slyly religious
time is the witness, tight with the rhymes strike mic with a vengeance
ride with the real but you ride with pretenders
they ride with the steel til a life’s getting ended
licensed to k!ll see trident descending

chorus – manik mc

that’s what life in the ends is
that’s what life in the ends is
ain’t on a vibe to be riding a sentence
but i take time when i’m writing a sentence
x2

- manik mc

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