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letra de family t.r.u.s.t - mc mantra

verse 1:
i guess, generosity sent a message i was one to test
invested trust in everyone but always cut the deck
been through enough to see a bluff when it’s up ahead
step with trepidation ever wary what be coming next
too many sunsets were spent unsuspecting. resting
next thing friends and enemies are intersecting, isn’t it interesting, when those closest are the ones mining they’re focus in hopes you won’t notice
roaches, blowing smoke to cover their approaches
full of compliments and confidence until the cellar closes
clever prose will let em scope progressive inroads
and look past pain like a window
possessions or emotion whatever’s available can be taken
then everything you cherish is threatened like a home invasion

chorus:
the trust i got big for my people
show love for the family, trust in my family
trust, we got it down to a t now
what exactly r u?
never underestimate the value of a team that respect you
the trust i got big for my people
show love for the family, trust in my family trust we got it down to a t now
what exactly r u?
never underestimate the worth of a team that’s down for you

verse 2:
this family trust it isn’t financial
it’s who got you in times of crisis when you tethered in life’s shackles
i been d-mn near trampled alive
and if it wasn’t for the fam i doubt this man would survive
i see crooked characters thrive on the plans of the wise, the sweat of the poor, the work of the people , a curse of the times
we all wanna be the dreamer with rategrity but dismiss it subliminally
they got us undergoing microscopic surgery, implanted with robotic circuitry
to make our appearance more appealing commercially
sinister motivation lurk in these mercenaries, invested in the worth of what’s embedded in a person‘s dreams
and nothing burden me quite like uncertainty. believe i’m a believe at least a little of its urgency
but urging me to keep feet on the ground
that sweet little sound of peeps who are down in the clutch
(chorus)

verse 3: (bridge)
when we get it take it granted. if we don’t we living backwards
stuck with nowhere to go and losing traction
lost in this metropolis of human interaction
some are there give directions others out to take advantage
along the way we surely trip, trying nor to look hurt
as yet another crook emerges from the woodwork
from good books to what’s the good word, it‘s misleading
we misuse the misinformation we‘re misreading
gimme trust

- mc mantra

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