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letra de 11am before deadline - richie branson

[intro: rocky balboa]
let me tell you something you already know. the world ain’t all sunshine and rainbows. it’s a very mean and nasty place and i don’t care how tough you are it will beat you to your knees and keep you there permanently if you let it. you, me, or n-body is gonna hit as hard as life. but it ain’t about how hard ya hit. it’s about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward. how much you can take

[verse 1: richie branson]
this rap sh-t is his love, he calls her adrian
eyes swollen shut can’t wait to see her face again
they gotta cut him just to get another day to live
but when that surgery is up he’ll get a major win
still, this could be the last song he ever makes
seems like yesterday he thought he’d be at heaven’s gate
he took a step away from rap so he could medicate
they celebrate his absence now he’s back to devastate
stepped outta the hyperbolic like kakarot
that capsule shot’ll smash they block up like an aftershock
richie branson, these other rappers is afterthoughts
i snack a lot eating tracks somebody p-ss the sauce
blasting off, getting so d-mn high
like an overhyped astronaut in no man’s sky
used to hit the cl-ss a lot, rocking poor man’s ice
had them rocks flashing off like them kodak lights
yeah, this is where the hook was supposed to go but
when you hittin’ bars, 16’ll get you no luck
even at my worst the flow colder than a snow bluff
travelin’ since birth them roads raised me like i’m goldust
d-mn, microphone gettin’ dusty
you better bring an army if you’re thinking you can crush me
i’m going off the deep end with no bungie
i wrote this song down on the weekend, don’t judge me

[verse 2: kadesh flow]
gatekeepers take note! i want my piece
close the doors in my face i’ll break em down, i’m not maurice
i’m the wolves who chase after him
better yet i’m the beast who smashes them when belle’s in a disaster grim
speaking of bells i don’t crack ’em i just ring em
there’s liberty attached to what i’m bringing
cuz really i am mastering the feat of shooting blasts of bars, reality for dreamers, they can happen, i believe it, you receive it
so i’ve got my weight up, look at palm skin and see callous
best expect the plates that i lift to keep piling till i’m round the world spitting 16s so pristine you could paint them on the sistine chapel
since beginning like the ones who sinned gleaned apples
i’ve been surgical when all these pr-cks need scalpels
by that i mean i’m swinging like i’m gifting falcon punches, plus ihomer, 415[2:18, ?], out there
the hook should go here but i’d rather rap and rip for fans
i rarely sleep, but my dreams could turn edward scissorhands to krueger
spew and leaking out the blood of any sycophant trying dupe the view of future sleeping on the vision man
so i try to avoid these homies with no process it’s
problematic like hemoglobin with low oxygen
i have been sick of seeing this unarmed violence and acknowledge that i should give my voice more to this problem then

[verse 3: eyeq]
you said it and didn’t mean it
i said it cause i believe it and breath it
i mean until i stop being a being made of pure light
until a change descends through the night
never think i’m not down and dirty cause i’m ready to fight
see my plight is my might and i’m strong cause i’m right
i will strive to be righteous, this hook is my right fist of justice
so weight me now so we can discuss this
we kneel you’re disgusted i sit it’s disgusting
revolted, revolting, don’t look the other way while i’m talking
live long and prosper like i’m a vulcan
you follow anything that means that you stand for nothin
don’t even know what path that you’re walking
i’m fighting for freedom
3d maneuver gear i don’t need it
i’m coming from the walls of maria
ya boy is a t-tan
i’m crushin anyone who don’t like me and eating any mc surviving
and here’s where the hook went
(pause) naw
i dont like it
i rather have a moment of silence
pick up the flow and go till my mind’s spent
run out of other words i can rhyme with
i rather spit up bars till my rhymes sick
like i’m a plague that’s raging bubonic
i spread though your township
have everybody worried my mind slipped
“like dude, he use to be such a nice kid
i wonder what we did to have him spazzing out
like he’s 3 fifths?”[3:53, ?]
don’t care about hooks while i’m writing this rhyme
he’s going for his while i’m going for mine
deliver these bars on the drop of a dime
polish my verse and now look how it shines
they wanted the double so i gave ’em time
jack it like dempsey and roll with this rhyme
they call me ippo, the champ is divine
we’re gonna keep winning no matter your mind

- richie branson

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