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letra de psa - poetic thrust

yoh:

that’s a plehboi psa
no new friends get a band
tragic, static at the summit call it magic, right? x2

enxve:

tapped in and i’m back on my whale hunt
ahab strapped with a crutch and a rail gun
ride that wave like i mastered the maelstrom
and snap for the jazz that the cool rap came from
no g to boast
still feed a foe if his need supersedes what i sneak from his boat
from the deed we impose to the deed we enclose
the procedure to sew all the emperors’ clothes
nude and exposed where the locus is at
smug with the gold cause i know that he mad
ya’ll get a cut if you spoke it in fact
leave a galleon in tow with a toe and a tag
guten stupid you get used just like ya crew did
after shooting at the captain
sn-tching laughs in after hours
after ashes dash and after that i crash ya palace
i don’t trust pirates for sh-t
unless it’s my ship
otherwise ya’ll swim with fish
please eat a d-ck in advance for the mutiny
ya’ll think you slick but this sh-t is not new to me
usually i’m on the end of the spectrum
that tell em to chill with the petty aggression
but years giving devils invaluable edges
on all of my treasure make nak real defensive
please don’t consider this
some kind of limerick
playful or fatefully fallible
i ride form kingston to malibu
snapping the necks of the monsters and animals
sword so adaptable switch, casanova the stance
starkly foolhardy then ask her to dance
dab on the two and the four with a siren
that silence me with her intangible hands
bough to the cliff and i’m wasted
bow for the makeshift
live for the spite of my shame get
loud when my mates dip
roused by the fragrance
rank when i take ten steps to the plank
bough to the cliff and i’m wasted
bow for the makeshift
live for the spite of my shame get
loud when my mates dip
roused by the fragrance
rank when i take ten steps
all hands on deck

screaming:
all hands on deck x10

yoh:

i planted a garden
unconscious of powers i held with a black fist tucked in my gauntlet
squad full of h-ll hounds deep
taxing your sh-t ‘fore the bloodl-st peaks
spiteful of ice jeweled sheath with a knife thats reflecting
the life it’ll take if the likes ain’t efficient, you can
die for the gems, you can ride for the mission
if the winds change you can get lost in my vision
i don’t trust pirates for sh-t, unless its my ship
otherwise swim with this clip or get
clipped by the captain you tried to eclipse
on the night you got lit then you tried to get big
hold up, i got a short fuse
your cut is about to get checked cause you stepped to this dude that follows through with his threats you can bet you’ll be friending the fish, my mistress divides up the pension
she’s got a sweet tooth for the gems and i dig it
act tough get big, shift in the sands
islands appear, from the mist is a king on a throne with a throat in the palm of his hands and a damsel that damage a scrub for the purpose of lurking my six
sh-t, with intent of usurping
my cersei get dirty
she perfect she down for the king
k!ll em

screaming:
all hands on deck x10

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