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letra de where did it go - ruslan

[verse 1: ruslan]
yeah
prophetic utterances, they coming from the top down
when the king on the means of production is no cop-out
and to be clear, his name is christ jesus, came down to the heathens
kicked it for a lifetime to make the scales even
if i ever feel invisible like i’ve been ghosted
i just remember how they treated the son of joseph
i just remember what life was like on 33rd street
tummy aching, ribs showing, and plus i’m thirsty
but no weapon formed against me can hurt me
see i have seen the mountain tops and i’m hoping they heard me

[verse 2: foggieraw]
they prophesied me, when i was four i would be that guy
drip the water on me, i am spiritually baptized
god still get on me, i get critically chastised
got enough vision for my friend and for my backside
with one woman, i don’t want to be nothing like them wack guys
i told shorty to tithe in ’cause she want to eat pad thai
something like the fat guy
who made the videos about the frat guys
and how lil’ baby is like the magi
remember when my aunty and them thought i’d be a failure? (wow)
[?], didn’t i try to tell you?
ever since i got my banks up like i’m azalea
now groupies hit me up to show they genitalia (no)
[verse 3: ruslan]
hold up
to be clear, we decide but foggie
to be fair, that might be tmi
even i surpass all the lifeless mannequins
see him fly, stay sky-walking like i’m anakin

[verse 4: foggieraw]
if you sugar-coat ‘ish, they gon’ say they feel you
but if you spit that real ‘ish, they gon’ try to k!ll you
but i can’t hold none back because ‘ish be too real
cry me a timberlake like jessica biel
i don’t feel none of the pressure, i be too chill
independent n—-, i ain’t take a new deal, oh
i had to put my ego aside
i put my pride to the side like marty mcfly

[verse 5: ruslan]
uh, yup
time travel, just peeped the almanac
calling plays behind the scenes and plus i quarterback
i only fail forward, there’s no way i’m holding back
time-tested, oh, you ain’t never heard of that
these ancient truths, you can call them older facts
fortified for forty days and forty nights, forty racks
on hand but i’ma need like four of that
robinhood capped out, you know i ain’t going back
(goin’ back, goin’ back, goin’ back, goin’ back)

- ruslan

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