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letra de "ill"usions - sergio & young javii

[intro: the sylvers]
pillars of joy can be far out
through the thought of you
i’ll be troubled and bustled and scorned for your love …

[verse 1: sergio]
last night i prayed to the rap god i wanna make it
gave kendrick a suggestion and suggested he should take it
tucked my d-ck in get ready for the ride
but it was all a dream, i had to open my eyes

i’d rather die like a legend, or live for eternity
rapping for decades, like a college fraternity
i pray for serenity, tired of the bl–dy periods
change the flow up because it’s getting to serious
all these other fakes get outta here with yo wilding -ss
comedian and “rapper” childish gambino -ss
uh, i lead the cl-ss of rap get on the magical school bus
raps so random even that sherlock guy clueless
raps keeping them happy pic-sso’s paintings are blueless
who these whack -ss new rappers coming outta the blue
i should call them steve but i still can’t find the clue
westcoast beat but lyrical like the brooklyn
hard side like pac, poetry side like the shook ones
i took one for the game now i’m risking my career
rapping how ever the h-ll i want i don’t drive and steer
but i’m flowing through the streets of o-a-k-l-a-n-d
chilling in sobrante, outside of scotty’s
coming home from school i see the wett boiiz riding
skyscr-per bikes, slap louder than a siren
they wilding in the streets from video shoots to sideshows
to the oakland hills down to 98 with the hoes
from sobrante to the 100’s oakland runs it, no telling
to the oracle arena, all the way to bancroft yelling
east oakland till the day i day and that’s real no games
and even when i get signed ima come back from the fame, b-tch

[verse 2: young javii]
all i ever wanted in life was make it to the top
but my n-gg- got popped by a mothaf-ckin’ cop, d-mn
i say it now and i’ll say it everyday
i gotta do it for my people, gotta do it for sobrante
i’m from the bay gotta make it out the block
gotta do it with this sh-t, that’s why i got the loaded glock
i never had my pops, but i always had drops
but i’m all on this sh-t, gotta get it hope i don’t get popped
but trust me i’m gonna make it
gotta get wit it n-gg-, gotta f-ckin’ bake it
and what i mean is the cookies, always a legend, even when i was a rookie
i gotta do this sh-t, i my raps is f-cking smoothie
all these b-tches want me, but i’m only for one
they really wanna f-ck with me, but i don’t f-ck wit nun
i got that f-cking gun, for the n-gg-s thats talking sh-t
you don’t want it, you don’t wanna catch me when i’m f-cking lit

[sergio}
im gonna murder this sh-t

[verse 3: sergio]
i flow through this rap game with a crown on ma head
feed myself lead so when it come out, its aiming at yo head
i ghost ride this rap sh-t, easy with my eyes closed, running’
you sweating cus yo ghostwriter ain’t coming up with nothing
punks want the beef but don’t wanna cut the cattle
thinking they preaching deep, but they standing in the shallow
cats got 9 lives and still carry mini gats
rats ratting each other out, but they the same species
see these cd’s and get scared, bunch of b-ttercup recee’s
the streets swallowing up victims like if it was a feast
i run around with a mic in my hand ready to wordplay
questioning themselves while they rap this ain’t no surgery
im amazed to see rap at its finest with its cl-ssic cd’s
to pimp a b-tterfly, b4.da.$$, and then comes me
jay rock with the 90059, special effects
the doc-mentary 2 for sure, comes next

i catch every bullet coming at me like an interception
the ones who f-cked with me are now in piece resting
it’s been less than a minute, and i’m already infinite
no gimmicks, i’m already higher than a f-cking lieutenant, b-tch

[young javii]
i got the gift from god when he sent it
and best believe everything he said, yeah he meant it

[sergio]
your bars i bent them, i think i got a rap symptom
rhymes flowing through my head everyday i can’t forget them

[young javii]
cus we can’t forget them, cus they’re there for days
smoking on purple haze, remember them broke days

[sergio]
and i’m never gonna drop it i’m the lyrical epitome
to eminem, kendrick, 2 p-a-c and nas b-tch

- sergio young javii

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