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letra de guns & roses - prophet aka percussion

guns, roses, rivers red like moses
guns, roses, rivers red like moses
smooth, silly, i keep my sh-t in motion
doggy, hoes, cause we got no emotion

way, way, way back when i was young, i was tryna get my paper right
i grew up with screw-ups
don’t hesitate when they take a life
overtime in the latest nights
pay attention or you pay the price
told the plug, that i ain’t joking with the world
don’t think that imma take it light
ask jimmy, i was joogin’
oh help me get my foot in
tall rise, that i couldn’t
but still did what i shouldn’t
rising up to the levels now
ain’t no way that imma settle down
huh, you know that i’m ready
like the whistle from a kettle sound
take a look at the scam
all they talk about is bands
but i’ve been plotting ’bout a plan
to buy a land in sudan
for my fam, and my caring folk
i’m a king, y’all n-gg-s betting broke
see the difference in the richess
i stand tall like a tip toe
got a whole that’ll blow the team
she get around like a rotary
scare lump like awful teen
and she swallow b-lls like a [?]
huh, yeah, you know it’s me
sn-tch attention, how they notice me
who’s as dope as me?
spittin’, drippin’ that dopamine like

guns, roses, rivers red like moses
guns, roses, rivers red like moses
smooth, silly, i keep my sh-t in motion
doggy, hoes, cause we got no emotion
guns, roses, rivers red like moses
guns, roses, rivers red like moses
smooth, silly, i keep my sh-t in motion
doggy, hoes, cause we got no emotion

pull this sh-t out of nowhere
prolly gon’ say this is magic
ratchie jumpin out the jacket
rocks bury [?] the gadget
why stood if you don’t have it
n-gg-s is fakin’ the funk
n-gg-s ain’t lookin’ for smoke
these n-gg-s is lacin’ they [?]
i’m just trying to get real estate in the real estate
still a gorilla, and k!llers, my n-gg- it’s really, and ain’t afraid of a dinner plate
stand by let me demonstrate
marinadin’ my order
she wouldn’t love me on tour
opposition get eliminated (yeah)
oh hail king luxury (luxury)
they just wanna stay in touch with me (touch with me)
i don’t want the fronts touching me (touching me)
i ain’t here for the f-ckery (f-ckery)
luckily (luckily)
my mother don’t warn for nothing (nah)
n-gg-s’ll fall for anything (yeah)
so we gotta stand for something (come on)
oh help me get my foot in
throws a girl that i couldn’t
got my [?] pushin’
bill cosby [?]
rat race, keep it good in
all of my n-gg-s is hooded up
y’all just mad you ain’t good enough
what’s the deal [?]

- prophet aka percussion

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