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letra de death before dishonour - omar sterling (paedae)

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intro
yo duckh-rn what be the time?
7:27…real time

verse one
death before dishonour
i promise on my honour
you do what you want but remember life is full of karma
as a little kid i knew this sh-t like my grand ma
look at me now your president like obama
we out here in bahamas smoking cubanas
i came here with my girl she forgot about all the drama
she wanna introduce me to her mama
dapper dope sterling growing money and i’m from ghana

happy times but we still write sad stories
cheat your way up i call that win side glory
victory through harmony all of us got to win
slowly at the top all my friends have to flourish
bring them on tour like they motherf-cking tourist
they don’t even rap but i can put them on the chorus
focus on the focus everything else is bogus
yi no low na hye no high mese me ntaadie na aye low cost

verse two
in 2001 my mom’s telling her son
always face your problems boy dont ever run
you live by the gun you will die by the gun
so when you take shots take one back like a man
in 2006 my sister fell in love
she swore this love came from up above
in few weeks later boy she was in shock
kwaakwaalabi te no! its not the dove

born in the gutter
raised in the night time
can’t see no right signs
stuck with this mob ties
g g g g-unit get rich or die trying
gboyee my blood type
we how now we shining

verse three
1004 for the loud don’t waste my high
another big block for the watch dont waste my time
mediocre rap music will drop don’t waste a dime
cos all this flow is for free but never mine
my best friend fell potor all i did was held him up
last time i hit the ground all he said was well enough
come here boy he pick me up buckle up let’s make a move
what you do for others you only do for you

we loosing friends now
the money and fame they came with terms now
all of this for what the they don’t make sense?…no!
baby you are my ride or die you my benzon
don’t worry about my ex she in the friend-zone
we might talk once a while she just a friend though
hottest in the city is only right
girls love the boy tell your friends so
represent though

verse four
i’m back like your spinal cord
back like bukbak
back like your school bag
they ask where mug’z at?
2bees too dope
too dope like c0ke crack
flow unpredictable but focus on the hook part

they say i gotta rap more
write a lot of rap songs
i’m protecting this state of mind at all cost back off
every verse you hear real hacksaw…facts soor!
blow money like we hit the f-cking jackpot
harder than your collarbone harder than your knee cap
once living the fast life all we did was speed up
deuces peace up
roll our trees up

chill! ibiza

ad lib

- omar sterling paedae

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