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letra de products - n0va

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[verse 1: n0va]
i’m a product of misconceptions and abuse
traditions and traps that got you reaching for a noose
a product of rage – with a need to cut it loose
leave the past behind – defeat it with a deuce
i ain’t a drinker but lately i’m fiending for the juice
i could hit a bowl too but got me leaning real obtuse
got me thinking about the truths
how i don’t need to reproduce
a product of the media – i could scream it from the roof
i could preach it for the youth
i’m a beast up in the booth
i got mad bark and deep reach up in my roots
i’m a product of fear
but i don’t need a parachute
or a pair of shoes,got a pair of b-lls that bear all of my fruit
riches aren’t tactile – i don’t need to stare at loot
the pursuit of happiness is needless pursuit
i’m a product of st-tches and the wisdom in my tooth
hope to be a man that they don’t need to introduce

[hook]
we been packaged and sold
wrapped and gifted
and left in the cold
where my creases fold
shows signs of wear
that you could never control
and what no one knows
under the plastic there’s gold
no matter what i been told there are hidden treasures within my soul

[verse 2: n0va]
trying to grasp new perspectives like tryin to grasp at strings
at straws, justifying my flaws can be maddening
man, what’s happening
i keep repeating the same trends
i keep on cleaning the same lens
judging yo roots when we all be having the same stems
i’m always alone but all i keep doing is blame friends
so lost i can’t even tell where the frame starts and the fame ends
it doesn’t make sense, i gotta break the habits
deja vus everyday, got me feeling static
i can’t have it
to do the same sh-t i used to do, but do it better
repeat history minus the factor of human error
mistakes all make up the phases of a true endeavor
keeping a low profile but can’t hide how i’m stupid clever
ima do whatever
whatever it takes to make a name
yeah, i’ma do whatever it takes to make a change
they used to tell a homie “stay in yo lane “
now the seas part like i’m moses and now i’m making my waves

[hook]
we been packaged and sold
wrapped and gifted
and left in the cold
where my creases fold
shows signs of wear
that you could never control
and what no one knows
under the plastic there’s gold
no matter what i been told there are hidden treasures within my soul

[verse 3: n0va]
i’m a product on a shelf without any tax
my package seems flawless but see through the cracks
sometimes you strike gold with the swing of an axe
accidental jackpot – when you ain’t think about that
better defenses up after a string of attacks
you slowly build an army so you can link up on tracks
i can kinda flow better when i be drinking the jack
but my liver pains feel it deliver the facts
i ain’t tryna lose my cool i just finna relax
pack another bowl and hit the rim up with wax
if i was ever clean, this beat would make me relapse
so hungry for the game you can feed me the scr-ps
unreal numbers you think i’m cheating the stats
magicians never tell – you can fill in the gaps
and now you see me – now you don’t know where i’m at
don’t focus on the hocus pocus its bogus and wack

[hook]
we been packaged and sold
wrapped and gifted
and left in the cold
where my creases fold
shows signs of wear
that you could never control
and what no one knows
under the plastic there’s gold
no matter what i been told there are hidden treasures within my soul

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