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letra de matchstick men - ransom & harry fraud

[intro]
it’s about to get dark
we ain’t never heard a champion rap like this
like mike tyson, like ali in his prime, you heard?
it’s nothing like him
yeah, let’s go
let me talk to you real quick homeboy

[verse]
is it later in life that we start livin’?
can you really say the talent that made it was god-given
my eyes on a jury like curry
avoid the charge or be praised for the court vision
can’t abort mission, life is a movie no auditions
hope the lord’s listenin’, not an atheist nor christian
three nails and one cross can’t get you to forgivе him
nah, i look my wife in the face and i talk diffеrent
trying to hide the fact i’ve seen more death than a mortician
raw diction (yeah), i’m more than honest (uh-huh)
i’m so ahead of these common artists with big gold chains and they entourages
sign to these big corporations that con an artist
i guess i’m too used to my home with three-car garages
a little bit of shawn, add nas and plus a wallace
i am much accomplished, k!ller beginner and crush a novice
an apex predator, vision is ultraviolet
you ain’t flyin’ up to see me so please don’t insult the pilot
on a level by myself so i guess that i’m flyin’ private
i used to hide my work on the side of the fire hydrant
but now i got some lawyers investin’ on my advis-m-nt (you see that)
a villa on the beach overlookin’ the sky’s horizon
who would’ve thought that my thoughts’ll be monetizin’?
who would’ve thought all these wh0res would be idolizin’? (who?)
they used to call me broke, now they call me apologizin’
them tears as a part of cryin’, no fear in the heart of lions
preparin’ and organizin’ (go), who gon’ tell me i’m not the man?
i don’t play on the ‘net no more, i had to stop the rants
cop a glance, question my greatness, that ain’t no shock to ran
stop the band, let’s play second fiddle to pots and pans
not a chance, n-gga, you are not advanced
know too many shooters ridin’ cheaper than a dollar van
i am here to remind you, leave that bullsh-t behind you
sometimes you gotta lose them fake n-ggas so you can find you
[outro]
this is a luxury of having spent my life with who i love
the cost of that? i’m not blind
i’m not numb to the pain
i would argue i’m more conscious of it than anybody else
but i’m also more conscious of what that gives me

- ransom harry fraud

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