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letra de step by step - masterminds

[intro: murs]
we’re shutting you down, honkies

[verse 1: oracle]
it seems
like blacks are meant to struggle ‘cause when we complain
we’re criticized as being ungrateful and making false claims
we’re hoping for a change but distracted by dollars. i went
to one of the top schools, had to escape they karma
i try to avoid the phone ‘cause i owe
uncle sam over 30 g’s for my college loans
even at home, i’m not alone besides bill collectors
picking me to the bone. i feel my ancestors
getting restless inside of my chromosomes, so i make
you feel it through the microphone, i reveal it ‘til i’m dead and gone
the oracle scribe poems, you can call it [?]
words of the divine children in stone. i heard
my elder tell me i was a pharaoh in the ancient times
now i teach my son hieroglyphic signs
proud to see that king tut’s lips were as thick as mine
nose just like mine, eyes just like mine
saw the movie prince of egypt and laughed at their art design
in africa with no skin tones as dark as mine
this is a white man’s world turning gray, and it’s
about to black out like predictions of y2k
[hook: murs and kimani]
stuck between life and death, but we just
keeping it moving, y’all step by step
battling stressed with every breath by breath
sending an sos to guide us
pick up this message: life is heartless
and nothing’s for sure, so many will doubt us
and nothing’s for sure, so many will doubt us
and nothing’s for sure, so many will doubt us

[verse 2: kimani]
yo, yo, yo, it’s the
attack of the three-winged monarch b-tterfly, cry freedom
watch me read ‘em like i’m tolstoy peace. with reach
like roy jones, i’m pr-ne to drop a king from his throne
not a spick of shiny silver, drops raws, more
weary, bleary-eyed, fear disguised under
the guise everything is gonna be alright. i light
a candle for my brother out west, make you recognize
submit to masterminds, and murs the sh-t. three kids
who rock lo’s, not coles, whose flock grows
by leaps and bounds every time that we leave your town
it sounded right? (h-ll yeah) so let it resonate
through all fifty states, seven continents, nine planets
my nerves is granite like ben grimm and send men
back to the drawing board to sharpen their sword. lord
have mercy, peep all the drama and controversy. got a
superman complex, feel like no one can serve me
that’s word to microsoft version 6.9
ask your girl about it when she slips and blurts our rhymes
we can take it to the mat kurt angle style, we get
wild with the verbals, you just piling the dribbles
[hook: murs and kimani]
stuck between life and death, but we just
keeping it moving, y’all step by step
battling stressed with every breath by breath
sending an sos to guide us
pick up this message: life is heartless
and nothing’s for sure, so many will doubt us
and nothing’s for sure, so many will doubt us
and nothing’s for sure, so many will doubt us

[verse 3: murs]
now they
deleted my verse from the underground railroad
so when they asked me to do a verse on the second album
called stone soup, i was like, “h-ll no.” so why
the f-ck am i here? to build a miracle of modern
rap inside the ear, so peep, listen here. before
we get into this deeply, if our lives were graffiti, i would be
star wars, you’d be toy story, buzzing
lightyears away while i hum acutely to the rhythm
of the present day. that’s why my fans feel me
and you simply out of touch, and when you bust, it’s useless
like tobacco out a dutch. i attack in the clutch
i said, “forget me not,” so i’m like, “what the f-ck?”
half the squad starts to rush in/rushen like patrice
when i connect with these two brothers from the east, we are
impenetrable, impervious
so you could get f-cked with the thoughts of serving us. go ahead
and swerve with us in your late model sedan
or sit and watch in horror as these underground monsters start to
swallow all your fans—pause!
you know what i mean. the flow is obscene, and i would
shut you down, but you ain’t even on-screen, so when i cl!ck
the bottom-left, it’s to open up new windows, making sure
southern california’s known for more than endo
when i finish blowing dope on this track, you gon’
want a second hit, so when i drop a new cd, i’ma have
you emcees going broke for a sack of this fire
now retire’ cause the sire’s back, not the
messiah of rap. everybody’s done that, so i’ma
do it right the first time, so when i resurrect, it’s not
called a comeback, more like a kickback
and watch all you motherf-ckers trying to fix rap ‘cause i’m
f-cking up the game with the way i’m hitting tracks like that
[interlude: murs]
living legends, masterminds one time like hah!

[hook: murs and kimani]
stuck between life and death, but we just
keeping it moving, y’all step by step
battling stressed with every breath by breath
sending an sos to guide us
pick up this message: life is heartless
and nothing’s for sure, so many will doubt us
and nothing’s for sure, so many will doubt us
and nothing’s for sure, so many will doubt us

- masterminds

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