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letra de sharpstown, usa - roberto (en)

[verse one]

watching life from the nose bleed seats
nose bleeding from the coke still
pressing rose petals to my piece in the hotel
stella rose, never know if you will or you won’t tell
oh well…i don’t even need this job, no roch-lle
i might need a prize for the peace, no n0bel
i been seeing signs for some weeks but i won’t dwell
honestly, i hope the homie find a way to post bail
sodomy been growing close commodities at show and tell
only a couple can say they know me well
i might roll up anothеr just so they know the deal
sh-t…wе been through cracks and the seams; i ain’t heard no other motherf-cker ask what it means
f-ck a passionate dream, where ya money at?
you gotta run a path to succeed, f-ck a running back
motherf-cker run it back
let me do that last song again
i know them last couple bars going past all their heads
singing to white folks just to get a bag now
bringing through some white smoke, messing up a cash cow
you should see what your wife wrote, set to blow her back out;
lucid dreams through the night though, lucifer in the background

[chorus]
it’s my tempo, turn it twice
twist my arm, i’m mr. nice
between the constant casual fights
takes a bite and says goodnight
return the favor, i don’t mind
we can get back when we die
look at me between the eyes
so the lies don’t come beside

[bridge]
keep my hands down, you know i’m holding mine
keep ya head down you know i’m holding mind
hands on my…i’m controlling mind
yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah

[verse 2]

it’s like, f-ck you
hands on the wheel at 11 and 12:30
arrive on cp time and hop out early
seen some folks i know the name of and choe to remain stranger than fiction
f-ck the friction
i’m headed back to my chamber, go missing if i could manage
off the grid like dilla kicks
once i’m really in my zone i’ll get stoned on the river styx
moving onto realer sh-t than this image that’s ill fit
switching patterns when it’s work the risk and staying homebound
what comes around goes around
karmic forces centrifugal, serpents thinking they sl!ck trying to slither through my peripheral
i’m vigilant, my million yard stare ain’t for aesthetics
if looks could k!ll, i’d blink and your village could get beheaded
see to it that i don’t got to
protecting my light like amaterasu
can find me in the guts of the mountain, but i’m picky who i come out to, your energy doubtful, i’ll quickly oust you
pick up and blind you ‘fore i reroute you, like, “f-ck you”
[chorus]

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