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letra de letter to l - rah the broker

waddup l you don’t know me but they call me rah
i studied n listened to you all ya songs is hot
i’m a fan you from 39th/ i’m from up the block
45th n lenox ave so i seen a lot
harlem changed from your era now it’s gentrified
n-ggas k!lling each other i know you sympathize
lifestyles of da po n dangerous introduced me to crime
i was in the foi i wore a suit n a tie
my moms tried to keep me in 1199
2nd floor b bldg
i was leaving all the time
g got k!lled they say he k!lled you
but he told me he never did it n he sounded real true
i don’t know maybe you n him squashed it in heaven
i just felt if i write you i’m forever a legend
me n you nephew use to pull hiest
like you said in hiest we was wild young n hungry man this sh-t is real life
mase n cam at odds they was c.o.t.c
huddy died i was in yard gmdc
lenox ave. still birth the hottest talent
still can’t have a cookout without violence
man this sh-t is way overdue
i did a freestyle in front of your mural just to show i’m true
paying homage cause this more then rhyming
i had a meeting wit roc nation and they ain’t sign me
but i ain’t wining
this remarkable timing i’m built like a diamond
i formed a team throughout the 40s n we was grinding
i was locked up i made a decision
said i ain’t f-cking wit drugs i’m just rapping n spitting
i think i was blocking my blessings
i had love for the things at bottom but the top is impressive
truthfully i think jay wanted to sign you
what would harlem be like now wit that n-gga behind you
cause you that n-gga i had to remind you
i’m just stating the facts i know every real harlem n-gga relating to that
i’m just taking them back like vansons n solos
n-gga moving sloppy so i be moving dolo
still put on i feel i’m the mvp
most valuable poet in the nyc
the south got the most rappers n they stick together
but they rhyme scheme n bars ain’t quite as clever
the west coast got lyricist the east coast got a couple wack artist on the premises
i ain’t tripping i’m just keeping the gates locked
run the rap game like i’m running thru a block
im still alive n thru my voice you still alive
i ball n sold dope i felt like karlton hienz
r.i.p n this beat is a r.i.p
i’m a do this sh-t for harlem every time i speak
peace‼️

- rah the broker

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