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letra de dragonzord (ft. keiffer mclean & justin hauck) - pimpton

i am just a man who learned to swim thanks to a sinking boat
now every line i spit, gives you your fix like you was sniffing dope
i’m pitchin hope, never one to say that i can’t take no more
you twistin smoke, i’m posted on ya left like holla at me bro
izzy kizzy, police tryna get me, throw my ass away
try to keep to myself, but they stalk me like mounted kkk
and that’s a blanket statement, it’s so hard to differentiate
karens marrying grand dragons, lord don’t make me catch a case
can’t take the bait, want me go dragonzord, make me uncage the ape
f-ck being one of the good ones, just might k!ll a man for goodness sake
my potna one of the hood ones, stick stay on him, safety disengaged
we praying for the best but stay pre-paired like matching pairs of skates
blast all alabaster privilege b-st-rds, kiss that ass goodbye
yell peace to all my n-ggas, you won’t catch me in no on black crime
knock haters off the grid like power rangers yea it’s morphin time
never catch me slipping, b-tch i stack more points than porcupines

marching into battle, on this road, hardly traveled
with the scent of iron creeping through the air
i’ve been gone so long, and i’m trying to make it home
buffalo soldier, on the plains
cutting smoke with the sharpest words i know

so i stay hoofin, cookin, keep the kitchen open round the clock
bout to take this muhf-cka from the stovetop to the mountain top
some n-ggas sisyphean, they gon spend they whole life pushing rock
as for me i made my own wave, i’m planking on 3000 knots
jumpin out the pot, ak on my side, and he known to make it pop
so i’ma make it bop, blowing these zaps, finna make your pacemaker stop
electric shock, b-tch i drop joules, yea something like the jewelry shop
i pieced it all together like watson, made sure i got it locked
cause it seem my complexion got em second-guessing my presence
they want to ask me if i’m lost, like ain’t no way i pay the rent here
wanna act like what i’m driving stolen, cause i pulled off in the jag
guilt got them folks pulling baggage, i’m just pulling bigger bags
so f-ck your institution, i need retribution to fill my appetite
i’m coming for what’s mine, just like when christ came for a second life
i’ll bless you twice, once when you’re coming, once when you’re going
won’t ever bow down to no man
young buffalo soldier roamin’
marching into battle, on this road, hardly traveled
with the scent of iron creeping through the air
i’ve been gone so long, and i’m trying to make it home
buffalo soldier, on the plains
cutting smoke with the sharpest words i know

- pimpton

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