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letra de lemon pepper freestyle (remix) - myfriend+i

[verse 1: karni]
i been trynna meet the standard doing it with finesse
but life keeps raising the bar on the bench press
i take a shot, at lifting my stresses and my regrets
but only through bars can i get some of it off my chest

i put two and two together can’t figure it out
caught in a figure-four leg lock up in my mind
our love dun had so many funerals cause’ i let you down
but you dun stayed chilling with me like the eskimo house

although i’m like the ice-cream man with these rhyme-sicles
i spit the kinda fire that could burn down an igloo
give a dragon identity crisis and all
or makе a volcano start looking up retirement homеs

but i gave up the rap dream, had to get woke on the rent
wake up and smell the coffee, got me sniffing the scent
got me sniffing for dollars like doggies with collars
arthritis be k!llin’ i need medicine for my momma

had a couple bills just to get my car started
need a couple bills if i’mma go back to college
have a couple bills that i need to sort in zimbabwe
need to earn top billing to get my account in the positive
man, and honestly
i need a break like walter white, ‘cause it’s tiring
i work the numbers and feel like there was a robbery
there’s always a hairline fracture between me and my poverty

thoughts stay running up and down in my head
it’s like my mental faculties be on some cardio tip
tryna find the right solution like it’s chemistry class
but i can’t get a pass the problems they never relax

the inconsistencies make me feel like less of a man
i got a girl, but i feel i’ll make a mess of a marriage
what-more, i’m sure to make a mess of a carriage
look at my own life man and all i’m raising is havoc

but it’s cool, i won’t disparage it
christ on the throne, and he ain’t panicking
like iverson or maradona he gon’ handle it
he’s a master at managing my mismanagement

[verse 2: moustache ricky]
working hard to be the man of her dreams
kinda hard to when your life ain’t the way that it seems
when they cut you open who gon’ stitch you up at the seams
seems i only drip from the cut when i bleed
see, part of me was open
part of me had a part of you but now i can safely say that part is broken
that part of me only wanted to use people like some tokens
heart is where the hope lives
home is where the heart is
but homes need a foundation too, something solid
how it started

uh
took it from the bas-m-nt
i was moving places, i mean
spiritual absence caused by my absence had me moving basic
had no efforts to atone for all my selfish phases
plus my application of the sermon had me questionin’ my faith, and
i’m far from homeless, not far from groaning
still rooted in the vine so when you ask me how my seeds are growing
see i got a couple of friends still questioning my motives
they been down for so long i ain’t even gotta show em, uh

questioning my movement
questioning where i been
and if i’m really clueless
like is you really dead to the sin, like
i know i’m deaf and dumb to the devil but sometimes it’s like he’s under my skin
uh, i feel him

heart heavy, emoji going purple
not from a lack of breathing
just from a lack of freedom
dark nights, seen to many of them
still belong to the one who set the son asunder (ou)
switched it up like i’m optimus prime with the spark
less like peter
more like noah when my faith is in god
so much so you woulda thought i was on boat like the ark
still fighting demon, le renaissance like i’m joan of arc

please don’t misunderstand me
baby, i just want a family
been a fan for so long
i hope you really stan me
could you be there for the ups and downs?
not just round and the rounds
i’m talking walking and running, like

benefits from all the pleasure i was takin’
from all our hidden places
you couldn’t flirt with any longer
i see how the time was wasted
how the h-ll we up in eden?
see, i showed us how to hide our faces

and that’s the blueprint for our separation
this player-ristic lifestyle got me feeling s-d-stic
got me feeling like how could i miss this?
what i wanted was a misses and then a mistress
but now i got no mrs

satan had me shooting at an open target
love was in my quest but then quickly departed
cause all i did was lead you on
instead of leading regardless
of the circumstances
growing quickly pedantic
rowing boat from titanic
slower speech cause i’m lacking
showing grace from your vantage
i can be so erratic, i can get so dramatic
i can start overthinking and breathing like i’m asthmatic
ecstatic and cryptic but enigmatic check the schematics
and you will see a broken but emphatic jesus fanatic
with millimetres of growing but headed straight to the attic
holding it down with the flowing king arthur in the aquatic

- myfriendi

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