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letra de timberlane - mohamedissavage

[intro]
-unfinished-

[verse 1]
early morning trips to school resemble the walks at night
street lights on, it’s sunrise, grass with frosted ice
green trees of towering heights, matched the pockets at my side
walkin through woods – raised near cv
nicknamed a savage, tho’ my relations was diplomatic
all beefs at cv was handled at recess
unless caught lacking in the streets
near the stream of jenkins creek
where no one could see, just take defeat
random n-ggas claimin foreign hoods were tested
and bested, for actin recklеss, who you impressing?
showed ‘em hе can get pressed for messin suburban kids
it wasn’t by virtue of the fact – he deserved the sh-t
my crew was three young n-ggas, thinkin we was grown
distinct like infinity stones – always hanging in the vicinity o’ cornerstone
spit little raps, learning to stay with the flow of the metronome

- mohamedissavage

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