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letra de halfblood - nickyy danger

[intro]
alright, here we go
this an ode to everybody who helped me grow musically, straight bars
i hope i got everybody in there in the shoutout, sorry if i missed you

[verse]
starts on hip-hop with a kid at a pitstop
singing ’bout some gold chains and a wristw-tch
grew up in grandpa’s cadillac only jamming nas
h-ll, i was singing cher before the menopause
my taste in music has never been exclusive
matter of fact, the truth is i love anything with that movement
to stifle my influence will only make you translucent
the final step will be removal, that’s so intrusive
yasiin bey gave me the tools i need
the mc, sade, helped me craft me melody
snoop taught me to relax up in the trees
but it was 3 stacks that made my flow heavenly, so
who am i? just a guy who made his own tribe
but if that’s the case, why i feel alone now?
can’t answer every question or even take suggestion
been out here questing, trying to spread my message
a couple bad seeds gonna teach a better lesson
underdevelopment never gone reach expression
on my crash bandicoot, jumping where i’m stepping
don’t need the pump, my mouth the weapon
out here johnny depp-ing
’bout to hit confession, i’ma needs blessing
the priest spoke on the devil and how not to address him
never ex a man out unless you really wolverine
touch the track and blast that b-tch all back to smithereens
i’ve been grinding for my little queens
always more than sixteen
they gone have anything they want and that’s on everything
we just tryna live the dream, do the job, get the cream
stacking paper for the team, by that, i mean family
not a group of chiefs, passing pipes for the peace
i’ve been nice, not a beast, now it’s gotta cease
been a ghost on everything except for them sheets
candy-coated cause everything i spit, a treat
a little loaded, they gone probably get the heat
texas bred and i’m dressing shabby sheik
only jackett weatherr when i’m with that quincy b
a lot of haters, but they never get to me
my songbird landed down and whispered in my ear
“you can take it, boy, be the man of the year”
after that, i knew i had to get my vision clear
that’s why i release the wheel and let the bird steer
pass my third year, climbing slow in low gear
as i search and gather peers and my focus
i am poking at the game, till these lames
understand the name needs to be more than just noticed
[outro]
tryna lock my sound down, as i feel around
so glad people in the game helped me fill it out
tryna lock my sound down, as i feel around
so glad people in the game helped me fill it out
tryna lock my sound down, as i feel around
so glad people in the game helped me fill it out
tryna lock my sound down, as i feel around
so glad people in the game helped me fill it out

- nickyy danger

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