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letra de quadroon - out the wind

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they like how you do it stuipid?

well im lucid when im getting in my zone…
this sh-t is woke, when the pen and the paper blend into one
the music inclusive, invited me inside like luci-
fer, my mind burns and eyes turn to holes

i was higher than a trip to rome, thinking, how they say that, time is gold, and then i
rember back, when my, uncle would do jumping jacks, high off vikedont

i, keep having this reoccuring dream, where, im
standing in, front of a crowd, tryna spill my soul into sound-but the mic is off
and i can’t turn it on, despite the cost, of

feeling like a f-ckin failed on the rails of my sh-ll like a snail, and i, can’t get back off my tail
like an, itch on my back i just can’t scratch, like a
record or tick, listen you know that time can tock

i was lost, tryna find my cross, i was tryna write like microsoft
memories deleted like my typos got
needing change like my baby’s diapers not, what

you had antic-p-ted, but we all know that expectations fatal so
i never hold an opinion that can’t change, my
goal to grow, and theres nuttin to know
if you dont get outta your f-cking comfort zone, yo yo
thats aye, aye in spanish
try teach my son to be the captain of both languages
speak where you from, eat whats been k!lled, if so
and, cooked with love, thats str8 from the book of trust

you gotta taste it though, not just a look’s enough
never fake it bro, and the you’ll become
unbreakable, just take it from me
the second i got on the road, i had to pay my toll., yo

sitting in a syllable, im sinful sh-t
sometimes i bang my head like my cymbal
but i wanna be good, wanna be good
i guess i would, if it was all that simple, but

collective consensus says its not
watch, your words become your world
direction dependent upon my thought
imma give it what im not…
price, the emblem of the cost

i, psychedelized my mind, it, crystallized
in the form of a fossil, formulated through time
fabricated by lies, i had to strategize a plan
something was sticky like a gum fort
sacrifice the paradigm-you pay the price for paradise
while ill rap until my lungs sore
one, more, some, stored
back in the days i wasn’t just some, boy, nah, go the

head of a wizard, my son sore mmm
look up horizons, the sun soar yuh
if you understand timing-you a sansei
undermine mind and you at best, a

lost soul, only god knows, where your off to
lost soul, only god knows, where your off to

sitting in a syllable, im sinful sh-t
sometimes i bang my head like my cymbal
but i wanna be good, wanna be good
i guess i would, if it was all that simple, but

collective consensus says its not
watch, your words become your world
direction dependent upon my thought
imma give it what im not…
price, the emblem of the cost

- out the wind

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