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letra de enlightenment - sahtyre

[verse 1: sahtyre]
yeah they like what’s gotten into me
i swear i’m my own archenemy
cause these n-ggas ain’t done sh-t to me
rhyme got em’ all mind-blown, john kennedy
ha, and n-ggas state gone mentally
but i’m so high i think my brains gone literally
sh-t, just check the family history
cause if i’m insane then just blame kimberley
ha, and that’s word to my mother
sip if i wanna, puff herb till i hover
f-cker under-cover
i’m under-covers with a couple white broads
that could suck the sperm through a rubber
yeah, they like “you so nasty”
b-tch you don’t wanna hear the truth, don’t ask me
i step up in the booth, voice raspy
cornrows f-cked up and elbows ashy
ha, cause what you see is what you get
and what you don’t see is the g*nius in it
i spit like jesus, similes scaring the bejeezus
out these white people and sh-t
ha, cause they don’t even get it
they just fascinated with the way it get presented
oh, look at that n-gga painting pictures so vivid
that’s the sh-t i never seen, but wishing i could live it
so i just give ’em what they want
‘long as they chick let me hit it like a blunt
and i ain’t tryna cuddle, we could f-ck
and after we done i’m like “girl let me hold a couple of bucks”
cause money make the world spin
and p-ssy do too, so i should get a girlfriend
um, i’m thinking maybe my ex-girls friend
or the next girl with a fat -ss that walk in
i feel like i’m shadowboxing
so put it in other words, how can i not win
cause i’m k!lling every p-ssy rapper in your top ten
since for the last five years spitting like b-tches was the hot trend
there’s only so much you could take
f-cking stupid humans, dudes is super fake
ain’t ‘posed to call em’ f-gs, but fools is super g-y
they shouldn’t have to pause after every line… drake

[verse 2: sahtyre]
uh-huh, yeah i said f-ck a hook
and f-ck a groupie, less she tryna suck, f-ck, and cook
and that’s what they usually ’bout, so we good
as long as she just shut the f-ck up and roll bud
see, don’t get it misunderstood
i’m not just an ordinary stick in the mud
i’m walking down the street with a crip and a blood
and some nerdy white n-gga like “i wish a n-gga would”
i say n-gga cause i’mma n-gga, i could
old n-ggas like “this lil n-gga good”
do it as i should, this is what its finsta be
till everybody either -ss kissing me or p-ssed at me
i laugh, but i’m for real
i’m from neptune, in fact i am for real
and y’all motherf-ckers is wacker than blu cantrell
i rap just too d-mn well
and that’s proper grammar
n-ggas try to hate, but that’s propaganda
like me in d.c. with a flask and a can of
gas and a match and an obama banner
ha, they like wheres my manners
honestly at this point, i don’t think it matters

[verse 3: sahtyre]
yeah, i like to smoke pot
with the soul of a buddha and brain of a robot
and the body of a weird n-gga that all these hoes jock
getting bl-wj-bs, make the hoes take the whole c-ck
i’mma say f-ck it and go pop
and go rock some big -ss grill with a mohawk
and a gold chain and some dress shoes with no socks
till everybody hating like you f-cking show off
and i’m on, but brains so off and
maybe cause i forget to take my zoloft and
i ain’t slept in weeks, but luckily for me
your favorite rapper got me sitting here ’bout to doze off
yeah, n-gga my flows raw
like the roar of a lion when i hit the roor bong
and i just wanna kick it with your mom
put the p-rn on then get that wh0r- in a orange thong
i don’t know what planet you’re on
but these f-gs got the swag of a doorkn-b
or maybe i’m just big-headed like zordon
and maybe i’m just pig-headed like warthogs
i got a sm-rg-sbord of songs
thank god the doctor did the abortion wrong
so speaking of god, let me shout out my aunt
cause she taught me how stupid it is to argue with morons

[verse 4: sahtyre]
yo, and i will never stop
i see my pops ghost like “n-gga you better not”
and now i’m saying all type of sh-t that you never thought
and it’s funny cause as a kid i never said a lot
i’ll spit till the veins in my head’ll pop
and my brains hop out my head, somebody get a mop
it’s funny how you go from just being an average loser
to being the enlightened one, call me the buddha

- sahtyre

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