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letra de mula - raxy rhymes

intro
yeah, i can only bag a ten with a bag
figured that the root of all sins is the hack
can only put my hand on figure 8 with the raps
up for grabs is the cash, any chance

verse 1
i want all, i wasn’t built complacent
bas-m-nt’s the location, got no handouts
got no placements
still perfecting crafts
while your favorite’s catching cases
man, the only case i’ll catch
is when i bust my way to mainstream
as we goes in
clearing up my path like i’m moses
i load clips
never shoot the bricks like i’m kobe

i’m so with getting it out the mud
so i need my roses
i’m so invested chasing cash

i’ll be coming for the mula
kick the door, we broke the louvres
we ain’t asking no permission
won’t trip, we’d just maneuver
screw the jewels, i’ll be a jeweler
say, my dreams are just a myth
i’ll be coming for the…
verse 2
reincarnation; ain’t ‘bout death
it’s just the growth
i’m just living fearless like a dead man
word to unknown, malcolm
man on the mission, benji’s we chase
they chasing the gimmicks
bars are encrypted, i write hieroglyphics

need tens, not nines, ‘cause lines are ballistics
i’m battling satan, my brother
it’s a shame if you gossip or hate me, my brother
push to be one of the greatest
and if i won’t make it
i’ll tail on the paper, my brother

and to all the two-faced among brothers
to stomach that sh-t
just face it, my brother
the poems i’m making are sacred
it’s funny they pray i forsake them
(forsake them, my brother)

hook
yeah, we all about that mula
kick the door, we broke the louvres
we ain’t asking no permission
won’t trip, we’d just maneuver
screw the jewels, i’ll be a jeweler
say, my dreams are just a myth
i’ll be coming for the mula
kick the door, we broke the louvres
we ain’t asking no permission
won’t trip, we’d just maneuver
screw the jewels, i’ll be a jeweler
say, my dreams are just a myth
i’ll be coming for the…

bridge
act like we don’t see the score, yeah
make it count
if i ain’t got my dough
i’m finna try another round
i ain’t quitting, this a war, yeah
make it count
none of my g’s have really won
so i put my money where my mouth is

we don’t see the score, yeah
make it count
if i ain’t got my dough
i’m finna try another round
i ain’t quitting, this a war, yeah
make it count
none of my g’s have really won
so i put my money where my mouth is

verse 3
tales of a typical motherland seed
quill got satirical deliveries
of lyrics equivocal to every imbecile
whose top ten list is a meme

no hate on no g’s
i notice that all gotta eat
different hustle and deeds
it’s why we be searching and
swerving like bumble the bee

i mean, like look
i ain’t accustomed to being spoon-fed
but where i come from you gotta sweat
so by any means, we getting the bread
nothing’s for free in this life but breath

put an end to card declines
and any type of sh-t that slows the grind
while n-ggas cop fake ice
the reincarnated ‘i’ is ‘bout that…

hook
mula, kick the door, we broke the louvres
we ain’t asking no permission
won’t trip, we’d just maneuver
screw the jewels, i’ll be a jeweler
say, my dreams are just a myth

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