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letra de midas touch & lux - obelo

[intro: sample]
lightning (lightning), thunder (thunder)
brimstone (brimstone), fire (fire, fire)

[intro: obelo]
this that, one eye
southside and beyond – before you know it we on
(look)
it’s obelo pr-nounce it properly
you know what i mean?
(look)
let me tell you bout me
(look)

[verse 1: obelo]
hard headed, skull made of adamantium
learnin’ the hard way, i’m all in after i ante in
pops said “hard head make for a soft -ss”
sure do, she play her cards right – i start gamblin’
gambit of the southside
managin’ it outright
imaginin’ me lampin’ in a mansion
must i outline?
materialistic visions keep a n-gg- in prison
too much room to breathe, i might start levitatin’ f-ck physics
respiration to limit
i got the game in submission
reputation is ripplin’
man what i’m saying’s worth mention
just to maintain ya image y’all n-gg-s stay with the stuntin’
frontin’ you’re blazin’ your gun when you set your lasers to stun
dun’
you ain’t bout that life – mortician
n-gg-s ain’t ready to pay that price
do more dishes – uh
you a chump, you lazy, you too distracted
don’t make that fatal mistake and make statements that you retractin’
i’m back

yeah

and h-ll yeah i’m feeling god body
o lordy, so naughty
and she got a hot body
somebody get a gl-ss of water for shorty
she gon need it
i’m back

yeah

man this sh-t feel like the first time
excerpt i’m rehe-rs-d as erf this were my turf
i’m coming to get all of ours
somebody tell em i’m back

[bridge: sample, reversed]
get me out, get me out
away from lucifer
get me out, get me out
away from lucifer

[verse 2: obelo]
allow me to introduce ya to the future i be the first to glance
like holy water boilin’ over motion occurs too fast
never holdin’ a certain stance
i understand the circ-mference of my cypher so i’m never stuck in a circ-mstance
i steadily move to steady the groove
like steady hands
i study how handouts can turn a weak – to a worthless man
carve my own lane while bein’ grateful for the grain
that grace saves me from stains like tide
while riding’ the waves of my purpose fam
it’s all mental from this day forward
blow the doors off this b-tch
change the rules like i wrote em
change the course like the courses
different food for the chorus
that’s that food for your soul
cue the choir and the coroner
this for the mourners that’s tired of the grind
that ain’t built they stamina to live to what they rhyme through
over planners that’s over planets way too high to
your sh-t sound good in theory but doesn’t come out quite like mine do

n-gg-

this that, one eye

look

[outro: al pachino]

- obelo

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