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letra de the g.o.a.t. - one be lo

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verse 1
we see you don’t get the credit deserved
it’s impossible to measure your work
we can’t repay you
cuz we could never measure your worth
i decide not to describe
you could never be measured in words…

some say, “big bang”
theoretical, church…
say you created and rested on the seventh, absurd…
every day, new life cycles-
death and the birth-
said in rеverse
seeds, settlеd in dirt
egg and the sperm
make waay for the organs
with or without
s-xual urge
skeleton bones
the flesh is the turf…

im be-lo (low)
you the one above, second and third…
atheist, agnostic, intelligence, search…
twelve years of college, professional-specialists, learned
but your knowledge and degree, is a level unheard
we admire engineers, and architectual nerds
but they could never build heavens and earth…
i read about docs praised for their medicine works…
you put the same nutrition in the fruits and the vegetables first…
we honor veterans and let’em pin medals on shirts…
genocide in your name…
their oppression is worst
everybody sh-ll-shocked
from the weapons that bursts…
where the real terrorists lurk?
color red is alert…
brothers dead in a hurst…
mothers head is berserk…
she say she asked you for protection and you let’em get hurt…
but the ones you love the most
get tested the worse…
that’s why some people worship ya prophet
the message is blurred
i got a whole lotta questions
plus the devil at work…
should i vote for the donkey or the elephant jerk?
should she cash her paycheck?
or tote a tek in her purse?

we go to work…
you help us to earn
some of it use to fund wars, we protest wit our words…
blessing or curse?
the verse…
a lesson to learn
let it be heard…

hook
we hear a lot of rappers braggin in they rhymes
‘bout who got the crimes…
and who got the shine…
and who got a lot of sk!lls and dolla bill signs…
but you not/ you not/ the greatest of all time…

verse 2
sing…
they say i’m preaching to the choir…
i “spoke”
now the en-”tire”
leakin’ thru da “wire”
don’t wanna see my people in the fire
black, brown, yellow, white, red instead…
they keeping us divided…
a gap between the highest bidders and the cheapest buyers
but everybodies neat attire
is shrinking in the dryer…
she wear it still
victoria secrets you admire…
if she a beauty queen
don’t believe it with your iris…
see where i’m coming from?
you gotta reach a little higher
than p-n-s and v-g-n-
they spit…
s-m-n and saliva…
i spit
hot lava
burn ya kingdom with the fire
and i won’t-stop-rockin’ til i…
rhymes like david, watch me bring it to goliath…
one-shot
bed-rock
sleep if you desire…

i’m touchin’ everybody in sight
my insight
recognize whats inside us
immo incite us a riot…

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