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letra de g.i.t.s. - marcus prolifik

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[verse 2]
motherf-ck a normal life, ill go left and i’ll show you right
no questions like sure you’re right. let you know this guy with no disguises
pro’s so nice with the known devices, choke so tight while i hold you lifeless
sinister smile, why dont you try this and tell poseidon i stole his trident

i did it to p-ss off the gods, coz im so tired of the f-ckery
stand on top of mt olympus and tell zeus to his face, he can’t f-ck with me
cut from a different cloth, i’m weaving a whole new tapestry
mastery of my own life, others think that it’s sad to see

i stand with the similar heads, we hacked in the head, we banging our chest
we doin it our way, out through the mess to h-ll with the standards you set
having it said, why ain’t you stacking this bread, and why are you rapping instead
you’re smacked in the head, find you a girl and get happily wed, that’s having success

f-ck that like its the only measure
i suggest that you know me better
don’t be scared, let your toes get wetter, and know your sh-t ain’t the only treasure
i’m sick of this sh-t
people looking at me like a ridiculous glitch
i’m tired of exerting the effort and i don’t even really wanted to fit in this b-tch

[verse 2]
let’s get bolder
we carry the cross like that’s an order while they rest their shoulders
these standards are set and sorted by the rich who wanna stay on top of the pecking order
order begets disorder
so sick and tired to just ignore it
they always stop us from growing
remove our wings, so we can never get to soaring

buy a car, buy a house
you don’t really know success til you try them out
f-ck it i am not about
this sh-t from the liars’ mouth so i knock em out
like i’m vinnie paz when you hit the gas
you might as well think that this is the last
you’ll see me rap, you can kiss my -ss
against all odds ill be spitting gas

against the wave, let it resonate
f-ck a hashtag blessed, let your chest decay
walking on the roads of yesterday
if you wanna get out the line, please yes you may
a road dog like jesse james
and there’s this one thing that i wanted to be clear
sometimes i look in the mirror and say to myself
i think i shouldn’t be here

f-ck you i won’t do what you tell me!
f-ck you i won’t do what you tell me!
doing my own, might as well be
instead of doing what society tells me
f-ck you i won’t do what you tell me!
f-ck you i won’t do what you tell me!
doing my own, might as well be
instead of doing what society tells me

- marcus prolifik

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