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letra de k.o.t.h - n0va

[intro]
hey
whip sessions ii
it’s a sequel up in here
ey, check

[hook]
been king of the hill
been bottom of rock
been searching for truth
and then running from cops
i been caught in a trance
i been trapped in a box
i been popping the pills
but i done broke through the locks

[verse 1: n0va]
shouldn’t resort to drinking to get me through
all the times i had to deal with those heavy truths
shouldn’t have to light a bong if i already knew
that ignoring all my thoughts wouldn’t help the wound
a beamer break down like chevy do
and the thoughts of a poet get messy too
we’d do a dawg for his bone
sn-tch candy from a baby
deny it all when they call the red and blue

[chorus]
i’m done begging for more cuz i done dug out the ditch
i’m straight to the throne y’all know that i was never a prince
i done took over mountains and claimed my hills
i done lost my mind but blamed my pills

[verse 2: n0va]
all straight a’s cuz my crew we belong first
we never had to murder over nikes and converse
we never had to steal any money from moms purse
i earned everything. earned the right to spit a bomb verse
you try to be strong but yo pain always witchya
starting to feel like somethings wrong with the picture
you lookin left and right with nothing left to fight
yo frames weakened with no zest of life
lemme shed the light
a stoners mind moving best at night
leaps and bounds over heads like projector lights
that’s why i chase dreams colossal in nature
if i gotta sell my soul, well that’s just part of the wager
overcoming all my hurdles – that’s a mind mission
stress like a distraction now yo mind missin
looking at the clocks noticing that time slippin
every verse is a challenge to write tryna rhyme different
if yo homies always hustle try to grind with em
or be left forgotten in the dark like you blind trippin
i been drinking a brewskie trying not to get moody
grateful in the 6 the cops not always trying to shoot me
speed traps, better hope you got yo weed stashed
funny how my best friends never give me feed back
with friends like those… enemies? who need that?
a slow dance with death till then bring the beat back
it’s n0va

been king of the hill
been bottom of rock
been searching for truth
and then running from cops
i been caught in a trance
i been trapped in a box
i been popping the pills
but i done broke through the locks

- n0va

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