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letra de resonance - odyss3y

[verse i]
i’m watching all the sand fall into the time glass
them b-tches humble til’ they rumble towards the first-class
like f-ck your jumbotron, i need something so savant
you getting p-ssy, but i’m eating at the sushi restaurant
this boy becoming bold and nonchalant
i’m making clean cheese with that pepper jack and parmesan
before the dawn, get me out the locker mr. davy jones
break your bones and send you back onto the front of rolling stones
magazine, f-ck your maga hat and f-ck the democrats
f-ck your politics, your rotten minds already formed an apocalypse
soul sold onto camera clips, i carry all thе mounds of a sanctuary
all this sh-t carried from july to february
i know i’m stuck inside this timе-lapse
perhaps i’ll make a living til’ my life done collapse
[verse ii]
expressing all this mind, i need to seek progression
i need some sessions, otherwise i may not be in heaven
i feel the pressure in depression but i’m still determined
i’m pushing towards the goal into the gold when i make amends
i never break i only bend the limits
i just diminish all the gimmicks in minutes
i’m just tired of the same simple pattern in rap
but i also see the same corny pattern in that
amber heard, go and find some other lawyers
your words of accusation starts to bore the court employers
free johnny depp, we know and heard the liar in effect
his exes even rep him, amber is absurd, she’s a wreck
she only wants all the checks, the lines already connect
something your lawyers couldn’t even correct
sick of deception and the fakest of personas
embody all you b-tches like my name was really jonah

[verse iii]
i switch the lanes, then hit the brakes, and maybe think for something
although my choices are just pointing to the pure and poison
it’s always difficult when ridiculed for speaking truth
i need results for my consults, acceptance from the book of ruth
i didn’t know these wounds would be so bad and super brute
i’ll sure be tuned, once i take a turn onto my route
but maybe soon, i’ll talk with a man so immune
maybe then i’ll rise from the dread of the dunes
i evoke from malice to the art i’m brushing
i turn the smoke that you been puffing packed and turned to nothing
these b-tches buzzing, my power-punches packing commandos
how tarantino’s chaining bullets like the man django
nah i’m not the man to maim, for rings or rims
how ironic that i set aflames to all my sins
it’s now or never that i soar to the reeling light
i’m taking flight, you ain’t ever see me in such a sight

- odyss3y

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