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letra de crooked man - nick terror

looking through the world like a hologram
i smile through the pain but its not so bad
some might say that i’m crooked, yeah
i’m a crooked man

i’m ripping all these rhymes like i was sniffin’ some lines
you got a mission in your mind that’s really different than mine
cause i’m a different kind, not trying to win
i’m living my story dirty, that’s a life of sin
when the lights get dim, i sing it til the end
no, it really ain’t over til the fat lady sings
with the vibe i bring, n0body could match
i treat this music like a fling except i’m way too attached
got a brand new batch of crooked ass songs
like ac/dc, they’ll say he shook my ass all night long
and by thе time i’m gone, beforе you could blink
nick t. and jethro, what the f-ck did you think?
now if you’re feeling way too up and you wanna make yourself sober
just box them drugs, send em to my door, voila, your problems are over
and no i’m not gonna take ’em myself, do you see me as a fool or a chauffeur?
no i’ma push ’em all day, push ’em myself with my crooked legs i’ll get over
feeling way too up and you wanna make yourself sober
just box them drugs, send em to my door, voila, your problems are over
and no i’m not gonna take ’em myself, do you see me as a fool or a chauffeur?
no i’ma push ’em all day, push ’em myself with my crooked legs i’ll get over

uh, jethro
there’s a crooked man on the beat
he’s walking crazy, but he’s neat
zig zags to his feet, but he never quite learned retreat
he only seeks red meat
ready and willing to deplete
your life force if you meet
the standard criteria, even low could be a treat
but he keep the sh-t discreet, d.l. like hughley
yes, pray tell of the unruly
how they’re made for h-ll, all the doomed free
yes, please, humor me
everybody freeze past numero three
cause we ain’t moving til he enlightens me
or he tells me something new that i didn’t see
now he’s shaking, nervous like a frightened knee, uh
and i’m dolemite
crook limp in the city
i’m the boss pimp, no pity
i’m the general with a pressed suit
and a sure promise to be witty
but don’t take it personal
all business, but it’s terminal
all fire in the booth
but y’know
you can’t handle the truth
looking through the world like a hologram
i smile through the pain but its not so bad
some might say that i’m crooked, yeah
i’m a crooked man

- nick terror

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