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letra de nwo vs. dx - mankind (sciryl & n8!)

mankind ft. diaz! – “nwo vs. dx”
[emcee(s): !llumin@te and sciryl]
[producer(s) of instrumental 1: [?]]
[producer(s) of instrumental 2: [?]]
[hook/additional vocals: diaz!]

[hook: !llumin@te and diaz!]
‘cause they a secret society
black and white rules that decide my fate
all along, the truth’s ignored. yeah, it’s the
new world order. give me strength, help me find my way
against a secret society
black and white rules that decide my fate
all along, the truth’s ignored. yeah, it’s the
new world order. give me strength, help me find my way

[verse 1: !llumin@te]
black lives matter
the universe is made up of black-like matter—this is fact
this is dark art. black light splatters when a dart
passes through the heart/hart foundation of a shark
there’s a certain abomination at work
the birth of a nation of domination, a curse
on mankind. insert the headline
politician winning with dirt that landslides the earth
this is a hollywood production
big diesel bodies of destruction body a discussion
with oddly insane demons
sh-t’ll have you fiending for bobby “the brain” heenan like
you need it! rolling up, getting weeded
the challenges of being undefeated or being under
edict. it seems like history repeated
it’s more like history deleted. you’re a mystery
believe it

[verse 2: sciryl]
trending topic: copper
shot a n-gga, trigger-happy. find them triggers, i am not a ‘vict
i’m the product of environment. society
rather see me die in prison, lying in a pile of p-ss and sh-t
or lying sick before i’m mighty rich. since we got that
out the way, i’d like to talk about the way they had to x
pac—that’s the malcolm way, it’s ‘bout the same. imagine every
slain black teen could crawl up out that grave, past the paul bearer
undertakings of the wrath of cain, back to flames
walked outside of h-ll and saw the pastor’s name written in the sky
in chemic trails like, “listen, h-ll.” let it rain fire
throw some kerosene on that nwo
and let them f-ckers burn—burn, f-cker, burn, f-cker, burn!
turn to ash—urn, f-cker, urn! they’re like, “earn for me
burn money like it’s no concern.” bloodsucking culture vultures
burn me, cultivating coastal hate, it’s undebatable
like floyd destroying every welterweight. born in ‘88
the last of them lakers-celtics days. pistons winning two
when i was one and two, and then their lead felt the rain
three-peat twice like buckets, both arms crossed
my rocket in between, yelling, “suck it! it was just a dream”
million-dollar dreams, million-dollar, million-dollar dreams
let it breathe fire of a bronco—watch the pedigree
badass like billy gunn needing a road dogg like jesse james, like
that, sucker. splash brothers let it rain, it was just a game, and i’m
on fire

- mankind sciryl n8

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