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letra de don't let go freestyle - omen

[intro]
yeah
don’t let go
don’t let go
ay yo

[verse 1]
i’m carrying burdens bout as heavy as caskets, b-st-rds
ya’ll get blasted, bars get graphic
by el presagio
i’m giving body blows
i ain’t f-cking thotty hoes, trying to get lotto off me
dark meat is targeted awfully often
auction off the caged bird, sings off keys
kilos, weed, we sold
took us out our chains made us slaves to the c-note
rap cinematographer
indica blunts is puff flipping off officers
all they stories be the same that’s awfully odd
read through your bull like i was pau gasol
witnessed false kings, offspring
hearing songs of bullets plucking at heart strings
i can tell a vision that’s way better than television and fantasize of better times for better living
now he’s to blame, she’s to blame, we complain
tell me does it lead to change?
black president, would have thought jesus came
where these n-ggas at?
hold up freeze the frame, chiraq on my screen dawg please explain
just exploited our name to increase your fame
tell rza that my clothes don’t keep me safe
soon as these n-ggas get money they all speak the same

[hook]
no respect for the rubbish, f-ck the police
f-ck the jury and the judger
mama told me i’d be different from the others
i’ve been low-key, ever since i was a youngin’, since was a youngin’
no respect for the rubbish, f-ck the police
f-ck the jury and the judger
mama told me i’d be different from the others
i’ve been low key ever since i was a youngin’, since was a youngin’

[verse 2]
been gifted by the unknown like a grab bag
rather be an -ssh0l- than a half -ss
hard to figure out sorta like sad laugh
trying to stop the flow better get your sandbags
i was up in wicker park drinking liquor dark on a tuesday
just came from court side seats at the bull’s game
living out my dreams in a night full of mayhem
then i got a text from this girl to let her spray tan
snow bunny, web camming for top dollars
she get around but f-ck it man i brought condoms
i’m living life, she’s got me nervous shes that good
i gave her wood from the back she lit it backward
now we f-cking, smoking, i’m playing “backseat”
try’na go for some hours, i’m not an athlete
i’m feeling high, shes high we feeling so cool

[outro]
that’s when i heard the keys jingle in the living room
well d-mn
there goes her man

- omen

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