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letra de guilty for rappin' - mista l

[verse 1: mista l]

i’m cursed, i see the numbers
7 days, 12 months, 24 hours
every minute like playing with a devil
d-mn, where the h-ll are people?
at finals. explain to me something
tonight i heard a car sirens
broken window – then silence
who’s the victim, who’s the suspect?
but i heard them runnin’
d-mn, they’re still robbin’
still the same sh– happening
like in an old times
but now i’m back fresh and got a new rhymes
yes, get your lazy as— up and put the dubs up!
mighty on my side, right on my block
i stuck on this sh– can’t stop doing this
i will be waiting for my fate
and i know the date
don’t hate, you ain’t no hater
fu– it, it doesn’t matter
if you’re reading this letter
hope it will be better next time
please turn off the lights
’cause they are so fu—– bright
[hook: mista l]

they claim that i’ma
guilty for rappin’, guilty for rappin’, guilty for rappin’
they keep on sayin’ but don’t really know what’s happening
don’t know what’s happening, why this is happening?
they got me guilty for rappin’, guilty for rappin’, guilty for rappin’…
but i can’t help it ’cause the beats are d-mn slapping
beats are d-mn slappin’, slappin’… and i steppin’

[verse 2: mista l]

my words are scream of the society
don’t try to lie to me
tell me, would you die for me?
or it’s so hard to be?
i see you, individuals, trying to be original
they are so miserable ’cause the sh-t invisible
non-physical, lyrical, miracle sh-t
they don’t feel it, they don’t get it, they don’t understand it
what you see is what you get, back at it
mystic or realistic, my rap is so specific
let’s go back to beat and kick it
d-mn, here we go again…
i caught the game and then i lost it, d-mn
you can’t fake it
the game is so new, check it
i’m at the top, and i’m still hot
what’s on my way?
i wish it’s a good day
death or light at the end of tunnel?
i pray the mighty lord to shine me smth…
’cause they coming
to claim that i’ma guilty for nothing
[hook: mista l]

[verse 3: ghost d.e.s.t.]

i’m a g-funk soldier
underground elating
representing real hip-hop
5 elements
keep it old-school
don’t follow the trap
respect my own rules
do my own things
certified pure raw uncut music
[?]
exclusive, highly addictive
street approved by the best in the business
no skinny jeans, no autotunes
who with khaki’s and chuck’s like crazy toones
smoke weed every day like nate and snoop
og kush mixed with gin and juice
speak the truth, keep it real, no bling-bling
european movement, we the same team
making independent money, f— the mainstream
mista l and ghost d.e.s.t. are guilty for rappin’
[hook: mista l]

- mista l

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