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letra de rock steady - oneson clang

what is up, buckle up if you’re ready
a rollin’ stone never gathers moss [?] rock steady
it doesn’t take a lot for a boss to talk heavy
we do not need any [?]’s crossed to [?] [?]

ridin’ the beat like a messiah
glidin’ the [?] n’ [?] of my mind’s island
sneakin’ by [?] times, beady eyelids
dyin’ to find me a [?] [peace,piece] by the mirage i sleep in
writin’ rhymes to a dream while i’m grindin’ my t–th
playing hide-n’-go seek wavin’ goodbye to the [?]
for the time being fortify your vibe please
before your mortified by these high seas
i see the [?] behind me, feelin’ viby
tounge out like the jordan 5’s
pour some wine in my ivy
let me climb your spine like a vine of poison ivy
on the vinyl siding
she’s like doin’ tai-chi with the pine tree [?]
gut a jaguar who has a heart bigger than a castle’s hearth
she just bites she don’t have to bark
i ain’t kissin’ at the bar after dark
i’m like [?] bull’s septum ring
and that my wings catch a flame
letting go of everything
step into my lane with pink shoes and a yellow mane
lemonade in the cellophane
[?] with gain it’s just enough
just a touch, just a puff, just some love, just begun, just because
just begun, just begun, just begun

what is up, buckle up if you’re ready
a rollin’ stone doesn’t gathers moss [?] rock steady
it doesn’t take a lot for a boss to talk heavy
we do not need any [?]’s crossed to [?] [?]

(uh)
i’m in the [?] tryna c[?] by you
’cause nowadays i don’t get shut-eye for what i do
back in the day i was a nut without a tight screw
the world was waitin’ on me to die
but i knew i was a dog that hadn’t found a tree to p-ss on yet
under the psychological imprisonment, so despondent
2pac and biggy mad discontent
somebody told me i’d be dead if this song went
this song went
somethin’ like my [?] gettin’ duller
and i can’t stop [?] psychedelics till the colors of the plant pop out of me
like sour d’s share crops
turnin’ to a yellowish cloud
wow we [?] down the airlocks
my neighbor [?] bumpin’ like the rear [?] over the near [?] grinding my gearbox
i ain’t goin’ back to the previous paradox
i’m driven makin’ the most of the time given
i’m makin’ a toast to the gods
[?] [?] every line
it’s a picture of fine divine livin’
(uh)

what is up, buckle up if you’re ready
a rollin’ stone doesn’t gather moss [?] rock steady
it doesn’t take a lot for a boss to talk heavy
we do not need any [?]’s crossed to [?] [?]

- oneson clang

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