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letra de my piano - notion

yeh.. notion, chap one, big cee…

[verse: notion]
ya m-th-f-ckin’ right, coz i ain’t waiting no longer
& some say im built in his image, im finna grow stronger
(then,) posses the power of pens, & (next,) ill let the madness begin’
it took seven years to get this crackin’, it won’t happen again
my feet firmly planted now, our output’s official
thats why i plot to hand out fear wit my dismissals
you firin the missles of hate, hoping to f-ck wit me
you try, but never whippin the carpet out from under me, (8)
i feel like a slave, workin many hours
coz my mixtapes, i treat em like my mini albums
never many doubt em, coz the way that i am soundin’s
(astoundin!), they couldn’t get they heads all around it
the power is yours to, crash on the boards
stand up tall and broad, then smash the top score
are you, savin me money, or you takin it from me…..
just lemme know, but recognize you ain’t playin me buddy, its notion!!!

[hook]
they wonder why i play my piano… “coz i stand as a man, execute what i plan…”
ya can’t deny it, if its in you.. “& i’ve known all my life, its time to be knowin my mic,”
get that money that monyero… hmm nah that can wait, but if i..
wait any longer it will stress you,…

[verse: chap one]
yes! brought up in the game with the corner optic block style
black & white keys, green trees, black & mild’s
stevie wonder on the tube, like don’t touch that dial
my man, can’t see nothin’ play them keys so wild
see my folks on the road, played the road since a child
so, since the age of 7, been developin’ my sound
chap one im profound, go-head and say what you want
its next level goin down, each to its own, and now we zonin’ out
goin over they heads like, what they rappin’ bout?
millenium, thug next level you work it out
incredibly clever no doubt, so on another endevour
im out in australia with notion we tearin’ down the house
with precise precision, loopin and choppy with the mouse
norg 61 keys, blues chords bangin’ out
dp the el-producto, the grimey, gritty down south
a fat ounce pouch, & now they still can’t figure out why….

[verse: cee]

yeah, yo, nah son i ain’t play that, i been about the music from way back
but the best ain’t even evident yet so y’all can save the daps
and i ain’t stressin’, never let the pressure get to me
the tunes is a blessin’, i’m finna rep it indefinitely
uh, i do it for the love of drums and the rhythm
for the game, for the hustle, for the vibe, for the feelin’
and i, do it for the thrill, for all the fans at the venue
but i do it coz i have to, can’t deny it if it’s in you, amen,
and i ain’t frontin’ like it’s not for the scrilla
there’s no limit to my potential, right now it’s just a percent of
what i’m tryin’a see
i’m finna bang my message ’til the heads is knowin’ every motherf-ckin’ line from cee
it’s like i’m dyin’ to breathe (-inhale-), my soul so attached to it
my heart’ll just quit if i ain’t havin’ that boom bap and yup
y’all’ll never see me puttin’ the mic down
coz i’m hungry and i’m comin’ with tight sounds and hype crowds, but dog aight now and that’s why

- notion

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