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letra de here goez - mc zuko

[intro]
alright, what i’m boutta say
i do not expect you to understand
but how can you not respect the man?
you better better respect the man
but i do not expect you to understand
if you understand then you understand
you only respect when it’s on demand
you only respect when it falls with plans
and that i just can not understand
but here goes

[verse 1]
here goes to those long nights with my palms tight, firin’ my tool till it ran out of lead
here goes to them mornings, showin’ up two hours early, writin’ rhymes right before i clocked in
here goes to the days that i could’ve chilled with all my homies, many lost memories
and here goes to the long lost that i reconnected with redirecting me to a new destiny i
i got the remedies transformed from recipes of home-cooked meals to rap songs i’ve been -ssemblin’
if you listenin’ you bringin’ in a taste of what my people has to offer i would love for you to prosper
i never, just rap on records i craft a message that lasts forever
i’m here for revolution
you here for h-lla boostin’, your pockets
you here for extra shoes in, your closets
i mean to each his own but how far you willin’ to go till it eat your soul?
d-mn
how far you willin’ to go till it eat your soul?
cuz each and every one of us got a gift underneath undiscovered
under sheets, under covered
don’t sleep once you meet what’s uncovered ain’t no stoppin’ you
from health and wealth in life in helpin’ others
let’s go
and we ride
that was like super improvised
and we ride
aiight

[verse 2]
here goes to over 500 years of resistance
here goes to fighting for our existence
here goes to a colonized mentality where family back home find happiness in reality in remittance
and here goes to revealing my hip hop dreams to both of my parents, being able to tell them anything since
and here goes to shattering the illusion that our family is still as close as when we were kids cuz we’re not
here goes to not comin’ home on the weekends
here goes to drownin’ slow in the deep end that’s an -n-logy for the halls of tears
i filled inside the walls i built inside my head to shield me from society
here goes to retreating inside of me only to find that one piece that’s been missin’
and here goes to that missing piece and that’s channeling my deceased ancestors who have been m-ssacred centuries ago by different country travelers ravagin’ through the motherland on the other hand still label us savages
here goes to coppin’ all the bottles and cans off the neighbor’s trash bag em up to the recyclin’ man
here goes to havin’ no bank and goin’ to the food bank withdrawin’ free rations that have been expired
with my grandparents despite the fact they been retired
and you wonder why the h-ll i have to be inspired?
here goes to the fire never will it burn out
here goes to the chance my music will be turned down
here goes to adding another narrative to a story that’s imperative for the advancement of my people
and here goes to climbin’ miles and months of writer’s blocks to prevent another prequel
here goes to having a dual consciousness
here goes to possibly blowin’ up like a fuel rocket ship in honor of its descendants
here goes to family heirlooms that still persist for remembrance
here goes to never growing thick skin because the anguish was acc-mulating from within
and here goes to finally giving a d-mn
here goes to the all time, all time quest of giving it back to the community
here goes to the dedication in you and me
here goes
here goes here goes
here goes here goes
i don’t know
here goes
hmmmmm
here goes
here goes
here goes
hoo

- mc zuko

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