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letra de tank on e - reily ilo

[verse one: reily ilo]
from the womb to the tomb
in the interim it’s been from my room to the booth
that’s how my time’s been consumed as of late
mustered up some energy like heinz
spreadin’ lines for the bread
and rhymes got my head like i’ma get ’em this time
but my fishin’ line broke, please somebody tell a joke
and yell it loud and clear cus i’m in the rear
of this rapper’s club, well it’s more like comedy now
never have but i might start to play the lottery now
ahh! just being glib
servin’ some food for thought hope some stick to ya ribs
get your fix or get your l!cks
just made 5 new fans at the sermons fest gig
that’s how i’m building this foundation – brick by brick
and like your local barbershop i’m just tryna get ahead
keep quittin’ these jobs just so i could rhyme instead
there’s difficulty silencin’ the voices in my head
not in a gang but this music bangin’ got me in the red

[hook]
just left stu, my records bangin’
hard like the pavement
late night sw-ngin’, but my tank on e
the babies gotta eat
they sure grow up fast they need sneakers on they feet
some past due bills and they need payment
my girl on my heels and she stay complainin’
so much on my mind i’m hopin’ that i make it
to learn a new tune that i can get to singin’
[verse two: chris dukes]
we been openly grieving we at the end of mourning
nights turnin’ into mornings for light shine
in the trigger city that don’t give trigger warnin’s
pardon mine cursed is a pharaoh who couldn’t part the tides
to drown inside the circumference of your crown is such the awkward time
throne to the wolves can make you king of the pack, feel me
i played the pockets where it seam that you slack, feel me
peep the scenario, we used to hit the block for coins
i had a dream, my team covered with green and being marry-yo
i’d take the lead, don’t have to be jason, tommy or billy
people flaggin’ the full range of my power be wreakin’ havoc
it’s morphin’ time, this power grid couldn’t recourse my mind
these alpha 5’s be source code switchin’ tryin’ to be force aligned
of course i’m tryin’ to be humble but then the money leaves
you got to have it to get it’s such a funny thing
i used to think that we’d make it rappin’ and thumbin’ beats
until we make it i guess it’s fate that we on these streets

- reily ilo

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