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letra de severence - outcast

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wake in the morning i’m kissing my son
be proud of the man that your daddy’s become
from selling a bag to a family home
i do it for you, i’m makin’ a throne

i’m makin’ it known
anybody wanna get on my level then get up
i quit all the liquor to better my health
now i itch for my dream like a bed bug

i’m the next one
you can doubt but i ain’t phased imma get some
i’m in debt son but i make the payments
on a journey i changed up the destination

spent a long time slept on cemented pavement
broke and alone too afraid to change it
now i’m taking my chance and i pray to make it
so my sons never taken placed in the same sitch

makin’ a lane shift ain’t been the same since
takin’ this serious makin’ the brain switch
ain’t takin a break coz a mate did
never came back and it ain’t been the same since

can’t change it looks like my past is done
when that pain hits look back how far i’ve come
where i’m aiming i’m breaking the chains and some
coz this cycle just sucks and its time we won

i write bars on a sheet like a doctor
typing a script to a tune til i prosper
i don’t wanna be a marshall or yeezy
i just want respect on my name like greeley

you can’t be me, life is a see saw
screw what i need what my son needs means more
spun the beats raw, i gotta eat more
but i never seem to see the point like eeyore

ugh, ya see i’m older now
id rather put up all the funds in a bank account
i’m sick of mulling up a bud just to sponge about
i found a better way to get around the ups and downs

i gotta elevate and get up out the underground
i gotta get a plate you wanna bring the beef around
i got ether sound if my chips are down
then i’ll seize the town from deep underground

don’t fight but i’ll war
hack through the side of your jaw with a tomahawk
lot’ll talk but they awkward and not informed
got them all flat on their backs if they’re wanting more

and they wanting more so i step to the plate
with a bag full of bars so i’m armed and i detonate
and i bet a make waves with the venom hey
pour me a gl-ss and i down it like lemonade

coz i’m makin a place of my own
no place for the fakes when i face it alone
i been patient awaiting a place and a home
so i got no time for ya snakery hoe

said i got no time for ya snakery hoe
get bodied in the booth like ya names jane doe
said i cut those ties and i severed those flows
who the f-ck you to talk b-tch n0body knows

yeah heads down, coz a man been working
slaving the days and the nights determined
not chasing a buzz or the views ya swerving
i’m creating a change in the youth i work with

this is real talk, f-ck a headline showing
rather put an up an comer on and get them going
coz the difference is the p-ssion for scene i grew in
not a p-ssion for attention like the d-cks you blowing

get f-cked, like a b-tch on heat
coz i couldn’t give a f-ck what you said to me
but put names in ya mouth not meant to be
you might see what he saw went he went beneath

i got letters on my arm coz he’s close to me
on a level of my own no-one close to me
i ain’t running in ya lane that’s closed to me
take ya best shot everybody goes to sleep

like ugh, what a waste of my time
but i had to air it out coz you crossed the wrong line
ye enjoy the bit of tan that you get from my shine
coz that itty bit reply be the height of your prime

get it written in a minute and recorded in five
coz i’m putting in work while you putting in lies
said this itty bit reply be the height of your prime
that’s last that you’ll hear bout her sh-tty -ss rhymes

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