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letra de penstrokes - sandpeople

[hook: sample]
got to wash your mouth out with soap
my penstroke, is leaving other men broke
got to wash your mouth out with soap
boy, your boy sound choked
got to wash your mouth out with soap
what i invoke is never asleep, ever woke
got to wash your mouth out with soap
boy, your boy sound choked

[verse 1: sapient]
yo
fingertips touching with a crooked grin
the g*niuses love me when i put this in
wouldn’t it be nice if it wasn’t all pretend?
i mean the compliments you get, cause you’re not complex
but it all depends if you fit in the plan
i’ll still take your mic because it fits in my hand
and watch you cynics just transform to legitimate fans
before my eyes while i do what you specifically can’t
emcees these days, they build ’em badly
mentally filthy, lacking sk!ll and savvy
but you still are happy, with more of the same
but i’m board of the game like milton bradley

[verse 2: onlyone]
i bring out the best of all our vices
and sum up this whole rap with all-star violence
some of us hold back [?] ballpark sizes
so run-up, get rolled back, like walmart’s prices

[verse 3: al-one]
you’d be a fool to think you ain’t in danger
the gangly strains will rearrange your face in anger
make haste and skate away
i’m selling pre-wrote suicide notes with debaser razor blades
and graystone’s like this real estate, filling a sp-ce
because i’m k!lling ’em
and leave the loved ones to fill in the blanks
the real and the fake ain’t hard to distinguish
but it’s hard to extinguish these flames from these bars
that leave ’em charred and [?]
you must be r-t-rded for thinking you can f-ck with my team
that ain’t water you drinking
i use tonight’s lucky lottery winner
to slide and pretend this monstrous monologue
modern day menace
make ’em say “ah” like a dentist
now i got your attention

[verse 4: ethic]
don’t get ahead of yourself while you’re developing
or you’ll inevitably get eaten down to the skeleton
bleach them bones, to each their own
but i’ma speak with heat ’til the sandpeeps are blown
we don’t feast alone, it’s a pack mentality
i hit beats stoned and rap with family
keep it known girls, i’ll enact your fantasies
make you melt inside, like a nightcap of antifreeze
i’m a fan of me
pure vanity
a simple man, here to save humanity
with a fifth in hand and i’m barely managing
to stand correct, but when i wreck, it’s damaging

[verse 5: illmaculate]
the pen i have with me is ready to hack your mead
it’s a weapon actually, i let it attack the beat
so never battle me, your death’ll be fast and sweet
it’s a better strategy pretending i can’t be beat

- sandpeople

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