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letra de legend se7en - muze sikk

fully wit it like
skit it skit it skit it
ensue a new dimension
like einstein said it
slim pickings
-ssigned site bending
all to my will like a spoon do you get it ?
call me the fool but you fit in
architects with the flex
get it off your chest like a bench press
guess what ?
what ?
you now in tune with the motherf-cking best
them other knuckle heads can punch through the thresh
licking on her lips as i caress her flesh
you know the rest
or maybe not
imma take it to the skies like a ladybug
or an astronaut when i’m blasting off
going fishing for the chips bro i’m casting off
break the caskets lock
and scratch at the top
but you in way too deep to make it out alive

ain’t no way to make it happen but to make it happen
anything else is a waste of breath
your a waste of breath
boo don’t make me wake the flakes that slept
don’t make me cater to the brains inept
in the face of death
i see age and stress
lay to rest david blaine with amazing trek
anybody here can get it i’m just painting steps
where they goings to the top and that’s a place i p-ss

that’s a place depressed
it’s too late to guess
to lay awake and fret
to regulate the mess
they can’t hang they too adept
they stay way too ahead
whose knocking at my door
is it my fate or the feds?
signed my own will and ripped the paper to shreds
lying to myself like i ain’t majorly blessed
i ain’t hating i’m escaping from the crate in my head
i’m creating the best
that’s a statement i said

got the focus like it’s acupuncture
i’m at the junction
looking for a luxer- ree
up jump the boogie
the bogus retorting nonsense
you can’t be honest while your flopping
always at odds wit ya conscience
you should be cautious
i’ll knock ya unconscious

what the fffff just happened ?

you just came to grips wit ya absence

now i’m slurring my words sipping absinth

it’s a long way down from the p-ssion

as i rip you a new one you pause when you recollect the polish i spit while your gasping
i’m feeling like the great f-cking gatsby
rowing my boat smoking hashish
i see em all -ss deep in the past – sheesh
calm the f-ck down i’m too fast too lean; lastly

i don’t give a f-ck about yo wacky
tip toey flow boy ya doey and your p-ssing
gas like a fat spliff
and you wonder why your broke and your tracks weak
and you wonder why she never give you -ss when
you was asking
and why they’re laughing
when your rapping
it’s such a tragedy
thats the way that it has to be
don’t be mad at me

i go haywire
for that 8th mile
as i sprint that
my leg i break like a kit kat
stole my flow gimme my shit back
always wanna roll like a pack of zig zags
i ain’t really with the chit chat
i ain’t really tryna netflix and kickback
if you wondering where sikk at
he’s prolly in the stu spitting sikk raps

- muze sikk

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