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letra de brainz! - rey morado

i woke up into a nightmare who’d a thought
just to cope i gotta reup n-gga screw the cost
must be hopeful, my feet up really, like who da boss
rhetorical, its that n-gga right up ya orbital
rey the oracle, i got smoke and mirrors of horror though
on some us sh-t , up and up, cloud historical
down on my luck, i flip food for the function
can’t hold my tongue fl!ck, i spit fire on dumb sh-t
you-you the type a n-gga who a lie about they background
you the type a n-gga say they cleaning up they act now
you the type a, f-ck it gone get off yo ass now
haunted by the past, i see these patterns up in my ash wow
smoke givin’ me visions, wrote a bible off my last pound
that’s in sevеral bags, not together gotta laugh now
i could nevеr let some rainy weather bring my raft down
n-ggas thought that they could beef then they could grow a cash cow
no craft, no cheese, don’t know how to act
me im pacin’ back and forth,i gotta monkey on my back
dont know why i just 3.5, like i junkie i’ll back
i been workin’ h-lla tools, a lil clunky in my sack
i been hungry i need stacks i peep luncheon i need that
i’ll be honest, i ain’t e’en tryna f-ck with none a ya’ll in fact
ain’t try’n bond i need stacks, cause n-ggas be buyin’ all they stats
got my 4th eye open, i got my third on my back
i came for my portion and theirs too
matter fact, its reserved for me, dirt on me, not for aesthetic
so absurd, on me, if i got it ill serve homie
then go bird on em, high as f-ck, drop a t-rd on em
well deserved
if i fall bet go out wit a king kong boom
say he dead, but he came back, me rey jong un
dont play wit my food, flambe, finfangfoom
i been wadin’ in this water feel a bit cancun
hot, fire
no shirt, my muscles only attire
all black, what i rolled be my funeral pyre
dug a hole for my old hoes, i feel like shia
maniacal in my ego, with my b-tch, drakken and shego
i just laugh at yo evil, below my rep and my people
light my steps, billie jean, oh and in them genes, valentino
u just follow my lead, i hop, i lead and i cheese
i take delight where u freeze, i’m robbin’ n-ggas for keys
obelisk the tormentor, b-tch i got a card up my sleeve
obvious as it seems, these n-ggas still sleep on the team
i be jack wit the beanstalk, call me samson wit beam
hungry hansel and gretel, i follow the bread to the scene
dont trust that b-tch, a falsetto, she a give head for the dream
came back from the plug, my call of duty i brought back meds for the team
i brought some vegas, you woulda thought that i bought the city, way i’m feelin’
just wait until i fill em up, and then gone pass it to my n-ggas

- rey morado

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