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letra de libra - napoleon da legend

[napoleon da legend verse 1]
music is a lonely hustle
where fame and money
is the only muscle
everybody choose their persona
but that can change fast
when you move a coma
relationships are rarely deep
if clout wasn’t involved
they would rarely beef
you see us smiling
in our pictures
but we rarely speak
the foul behavior
they deny until you share receipts
denial as survival mechanisms
they can’t bare the grief
for the opportunity
and bag they don’t dare to speak
thе silence intensе
everybody feels uneasy
you sold them
paradise for a pair of yeezy’s
your generation sold us out
now you mad
when they call you dusty
when you stepping out the house?
and granted you was young then
you didn’t know
but yall was the ones
who made it all about the dough
get money money
get money money money
get money money
get money money money
yea huh

[napoleon da legend verse 2]
i never stopped to smell the roses
most often i was stuck
under the spell of focus
sleepless nights
popping pills of melatonin
scrolling on my cellphone
my peace of mind was stolen
become a cross
between a shaman and a showman
rough around the edges
never judge a scholar
by his clothing
they throwing numbers at us
to blind us and influence us
shorties with big titties
moonlighting at influencers
tap dancing for these moguls
so they can grant you wishes
eroding at your core
going against your intuition
yea the game is mental
and the fame is consequential
how you washed
when years ago
you had some promising potential
tell us what happened
you had such an inspired pencil
now you sound generic
like a cast iron utensil
tell us what you been through
educate the seeds
the problem in this game
is that n0body’s there to lead
a whole culture imprisoned
by an algorithm feed
a big percentage of the fandom
mostly likely a child in need
children breeding more children
pleading for life
what they listen to is food
and what they eating isn’t right
on my soap box malcom style
125th
it’s either 120 or they telling us
we 3 fifths
how far we came
historically for us to reach this?
to allow a few to sell us out
over some cheap thrills
we went from keeping it real
to getting at the bag
counting each other’s pockets
yo we going out sad
for years most of these dudes
ignored the red flags
busy breaking bad
like heisenberg in a meth lab
got us hooked to the dope
and sold us some false hope
but yall ain’t ready for
that conversation thought nope
(they ain’t ready)
ignorance is bliss
that karma that came back
to spank all of us was swift

- napoleon da legend

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