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letra de fold aces - ryan kyle

[hook]
silver casings of the bullets match the silver slide/
my problems i’ve outgrown is such a simple lie/
but i’m not asking y’all to sympathize/
sip cider with spliffs firing up/
disproportionate portion forcing me to recount/
do a show then we out/
we bounce like the leg muscles in a lion when he pounce/
drowning in my own wave/
back to my old days/
i hold a bluff, make them fold aces/

[verse 1]
stay humble and show grace/
no fakes/
cake walking on the beat/
stalking melodies trying to find the next one/
bet your buns gеt toasted/
this b-tch a snack like hostess/
act compulsivе/
back and forth like a pilot/
i bet we could be something/
pumping my heart faster/
something about laughter/
leaving them ass backwards/
ask nerds for the answers to test of life/
second guessing/
on the beat i open up like epinephrine/
blood boiling/
foiling plots/
always stay a step ahead/
never let them get you down/
like the sun at five o’clock after the clock rewound/
we round to the next number like a track list/
action with us/
to the business/
studio’s a kitchen/
get you mittens/
it’s pittance/
what i’m giving you
ridding you of bad vibes/
act wise no disguise/
thrive like kaiser/
permanente en sus orejas/
designated driver got a drink in his hand/
recipe for disaster/
blast your way out of the crowd
only thing i need is sound at your ears/
i’ma dismount a steer here/
steer clear he might kick/
like a pedal to a bass drum/
no problems/
awe stuck how i leave them/
even steven talent/
i can rap and produce/
i’m at my desk like the resolute/
when i write i feel destitute/
on this highway looking for an exit soon/
i just hope somehow someway my music gets to you/
[hook]
silver casings of the bullets match the silver slide/
my problems i’ve outgrown is such a simple lie/
but i’m not asking y’all to sympathize/
sip cider with spliffs firing up/
disproportionate portion forcing me to recount/
do a show then we out/
we bounce like the leg muscles in a lion when he pounce/
drowning in my own wave/
back to my old days/
i hold a bluff, make them fold aces/

[verse 2]
hope the tracers show the target i hit
i’m an artist that’s it
i’m the hardest since vince
whacking off like characters in the departed
complex like apartments
got a good dog he guard the fence
get it started like when they say “unguard” then fence/
they say rapping is a vice like pence /
suddenly hiked then spiked/
got your girl singing like the righteous brothers/
harmonizing while the broad’s aligning/
my d-ck in her awesome thighs/
i sigh for wise guys who never get the picture/
written out a whole testimony/
best is only yet to come/
settling funds/
embezzling dubs/
quality only/
deposit the commas/
what are the odds of it/
ay god run it back/
[hook]
silver casings of the bullets match the silver slide/
my problems i’ve outgrown is such a simple lie/
but i’m not asking y’all to sympathize/
sip cider with spliffs firing up/
disproportionate portion forcing me to recount/
do a show then we out/
we bounce like the leg muscles in a lion when he pounce/
drowning in my own wave/
back to my old days/
i hold a bluff, make them fold aces/

- ryan kyle

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