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letra de element (kendrick lamar - element | remix/reprod) - nysus

[verse 1]
(general, general)
general relativity
sh-t, i had an epiphany
no longer living’s a mystery
me and rap having a chemistry
that’d be the case till i f-cking rot in a cemetery
better run if i consider you as an enemy
i leveled the odds of me becoming a legend this century
i ain’t religious (gious, gious, gious)
b-tch i look at the figures
and figured out me becoming a star is an actual probability
just as something as real as the
states’ police murder rates
sh-t looks like a race
of who k!lls more of a race
in a matter of days
matter fact let’s take a look down at the middle-east
but we’d rather not
but if we do yo we just rather squeeze
simply cause it’s hard to see
being born in different places means the difference
dealing with leaked nudes
or bombs in the crib
mowing lawns in this sh-t
or being too afraid to step outside
cause its f-cking war in this b-tch
uh..

[verse 2]
it appears to be
the mystic ability of me piercing lyrically
the armor of my peers
in close proximity
is not at all a theory
so stay the f-ck up out of my vicinity
and when you talk about the dopest in this city
better only just consider me
b-tch i’ll incinerate
i’m in a league of my own
the lonely -ss heavy weight
come and settle this right away
and if you dare step
it’s a case of aka-aka-aka you die today
you other rappers won’t last long
like u the harlem shake
so spasm to your coffin
find a club to get lost in
i’m going bonkers
so f-cking done with ya nonsense
i’m gonna die for this sh-t
like, i’ve cried for this sh-t
i’m gonna..

[bridge]
and if i gotta die for this sh-t i’ma make it look s-xy
and if i gotta die for this sh-t i’ma make it look s-xy
and if i gotta die for this sh-t i’ma make it look s-xy

[verse 3]
but on some real sh-t
some adam and eve sh-t
when i die
will i fi-nally be recognized?
i slept with nines on the counter
with a couple of knives
but f-ck street talk
i’m on some rather get deep talk
i let my feet walk for me
when i run out of story
i’ve witnessed friends getting beat up
by dad with a ‘tendo
i’m sorry, now don’t console me
this’ just part of my lore, see
parents divorced
geez, what a difficult life
if only i had known of the struggles i’d strife
but then again
sh-t i would’ve probably died
thanks to my incomprehensible mind
i’m willing to drive
b-tch i’m done for the night

- nysus

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