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letra de king midas - schama noel

[schama noel]

and i’m bout to be your favorite
and i’m bout to be the greatest
ima be the hardest ever
it’s coming all together
i got the key in my hand
you gon wanna follow me if you can
you might wanna take ya head out the sand
you might wanna take ya head out ya
i might wanna take ya girl to j-pan
we gon party like the world gonna end
i ain’t sorry, going hard til i’m dead
they don’t want the bars that over their heads
had to dumb it down to double the fans
guess the irony it comes with a bag
my apologies thought y’all wanted jams?
schama i want you to always be conscious
my garages want ferrari’s instеad
[transition]

i told her come to the party
and shе brung all of her shawties
i dont know what pill you poppin but we gon be poppin’
and the speakers be knockin’
for that feature i’m gon need a deposit
living in poverty i need to get out it
need to put my mom and dad in big houses
can’t go around so we climbing that mountain
i am a titan, she tell me when i speak i sound enlightened
i’m far from enlightened
to be realistic i just observe everything in this dimension
so we can transcend it
this is too deep man it’s time to get ig’nant
let’s make some barbecue chicken
as long as it’s part of the mission
cause we do not like intermissions
we can’t start from the beginning cause you inconsistent
yeah
there’s the exit if you needed assistance
follow me if you can see the potential at schama noel that’s my twitter my insta
rap sound like i graduated from princeton
what you want me to change up the flow?
talk about how ya girl like everything that i post?
show you new languages through cadence, like a coach?
i got the pen aimed at your throats and the pen game is endless at the most
and at the very least you not even coming close
oh wait i can’t boast?
when you rap about things that you don’t tote
you boys sleep walking, you boys fake woke
ima make my mama proud
i got my head in the clouds
my ex’s be texting me now man what’s that all about?
y’all cut it out
i see the tears in your eyes, y’all rub it out
and to the women that ain’t give me any attention y’all love me now
but you should find it in your heart
where you can watch me climb up the charts and not grow dark
the ball was in your field now its out your park
you not from ’round here these are not your parts
you see that hollywood sign and the model with the fake behind
i can’t wait in line, i’ma take what’s mine
perfect perfect

- schama noel

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