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letra de austin 3:16 - mankind (sciryl & n8!)

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mankind – “austin 3:16”
[emcee(s): !llumin@te and sciryl]
[producer(s): [?]]

[verse 1: !llumin@te]
i hope you all fall!
i grab a mic out of habit like
it’s my soul/sole purpose.  i’ll probably rap in my afterlife
twice!  the epithet on my tombstone
“too stone cold to lose, homes.” this is black rage
you swore i grew up in a group home
you swore i have nothing to lose, homes. you’re too wrong
and two wrongs never make a right, so what’s left?
it’s in our genes/jeans, we just guess
part of being a human being is just flesh
you know the only part that really can choose death
the rest accrues debt, and you better believe it
like the black pastor said it was jesus. like a politician
sent to appease/a peas us, we have so many black eyes
never hard for me to make the track cry, make the crowd jump
like a massi. that guy ultimate warrior
telling a story of pain, power, pleasure, euphoria
glory to god, on stage, holding my rod
it’s rowdy piper the god, it’s happy hour for bars, mu’f-cker

[verse 2: sciryl]
uh! yeah!
i got a bunch of my friends outside. we’re here
willing to defend our pride, ain’t lion/lying. we just
rep our squad, set our eyes on the prize, dead
our scars and avenge our fathers, protect our nalas
y’all neglect mufasa, give him death, then
molest our mamas. huh! yo
it’s no honor, no kind of remorse from your kind
stealing checks from old-timers, easy as
taking peanut chews out the hands of the heated youth
and replacing that with lean and loosies
jolly ranchers and the sprite codeine in two cups
pour a teen a deuce, end up looking like beetlejuice
beetlejuice, beetlejuice, nowadays, everything
bugged, you don’t see the rules, see the roof. last
thing simba father seen was scar, similar to bishop
last thing that n-gga seen was q. mankind
before the fall, either for the green like an herbivore
or over beef like a carnivore. how many
stories you done heard before over money or a
turf war? you seen the first 48, saw him
undertake his brother for the kane/’caine, but we all we got
last message for the shorty rocks:
know the law watch us. make sure it’s the law we watch
eyes open, my homie, drive slowly, mu’f-cker

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