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letra de covid flow - orlando watson

covid flow lyrics
so i asked master splinter what’s the mass agenda
then he disclosed the hidden figures that mutated n-ggas
into turtles without a circle and ninjas to kick it
after covid transmitted
i’m sorta sensing evil all around me

lucy got a bounty on my head
rather wish me dead than to wish me well
but sure and tell me something new
prove that pudding ain’t proof and i’ll choose to concede
i put that on my seed

no matter how sad you see it
i fairer see blood on the leaves
blackberries from trees
so peep how these sweet prophecies swing like marquees

and heal at will whenever i spill notes for negros
lookin through the peephole, to see my peeps show
behind the curtain of my mind circus
for all intents and purposes

skepticism has my spidey senses tensing up
tight as peter parker’s leotards, so help me god
i’m in awe at the odds of my trajectory
but lucy loves to fly to me, rather see the sadder me
so i remove my heart from sleeve
and proceed to sleep with ease
with one eye open 24-7 like 7-11 in ‘97
i got 99 problems, pray for me reverend

i don’t always preach the practice very accurate
i’m just a human trying average mortal mathematics
but bad religion plus bad religion equals holy cataclysm
pass the p-ss and profits away without permission

so i ask master splinter what’s the black man’s mission
and found myself fishing for answers
i had no idea what i was even after

until i had a candid conversation with my queen
projecting expectations just to boost my self-esteem
so before i leave, i kiss her perky hersheys and promise that i won’t linger
but behind my back are two unpackaged b-tterfingers, twisted

knowing that the cop can get me lifted any minute
and pin the wrong description on my melanin for the heck of it
no checks or balances, only vaccines in the dirty vacuum of rats and raccoons
steady cooning on the gram
oh god d-mn us all

sometimes i really wonder what’ll stop this h-llish plunder
maybe a plunger could push us through to see a little truth on the other side
but don’t give me the line
sometimes my mind is overly optimistic just to balance the overly excessive pessimism encrypted
in my mind’s eye when i spy spirits from a green mile away
lord knows i’m only cool with a few tom hanks
cuz whites like to marginalize michael clark as a star
but only if its function is dunkin donut holes into hoops
endorsing coffee or juice to communities who ain’t got two pots to p-ss in
2pac we listen
regardless of the coast association
a prophet shall be honored
peace to […]

black mamas got more layers than cassata cake on holidays
so we praise the most high for every slice of pie
plated on birthdays belated
take two shots of vaccination
if you’re nasty
but we’re all walking dead if you ask me

- orlando watson

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