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letra de getting money - sentino

my b-tch got a big ass, that’s cool, cause i’m big headed, sky’s the limit so i’m on my way where 2pac and big headed
can’t count on no friends my friend, so i am countin’ all these benjamins, all my motherf-ckin’ bills is twins, can’t you tell the resemblance!?
don’t say it if you don’t mean it, and don’t think it, if you don’t feel it
i put the metaphysics in metaphors, let my soul speak, and so be it
word is bond, i almost, ran out of all that mouth wash, from talkin’ all that sl!ck sh-t, the truth is all that’s southpaw
the truth they left us wasn’t right, i doubt that that’s yo’ house dog, i doubt that that’s you sayin’ sh-t, influenced by that alcohol
they flew rap deep down south brah, and they took the time so they took they time
and then thеy, took, over the, book of rhymes in which my ancеstors, would put they lines
and flow concepts, with multi, syllable, technical, engineering sketches into
and hit it in the head over a hundred times, just to dumb it down, man, why can’t it be so simple?!

my enemies pretend to, be kennedy in a rental, they rent’s due a few weeks but the timepiece presidential
dumb and arrogant go together like siamese f-ckin’ twins do, back in germany i inspired these little n-z-s like the hindus
liberace in his temple, city lights all in my iris
i’m blinded by these lights, b-tch don’t k!ll my miley cyrus
like kendrick, i don’t play no love games, baby i’m focused
all i want is to, make the money, not spend it, maybe i’m hopeless
ideas of my idols, just weren’t as ideal as were my thoughts, that’s why i am here, sharing ithoughts
thru the earplugs of your (eye)ipods
the all seein’ overseer, he is right here, by your side, dog, crystal clear he is like god, then he disappears
i god, uh
there shall only be one, and he rose in the east like the sun, and the roses that grew on the street where he from, polluted his speech and his lungs…
fatherless sons, speaking in motherless tongues
motherf-ckers with guns, b-tch better run, or forget about life, where you started it from

- sentino

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