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letra de socrates - seven the vibe

you know seven he go toe to toe with madness
my mental built like clay i might go toe to toe with cassius
they blinded just like stevie but they don’t assist like nash b-tch
if you talking that hot sh-t go toe to toe wit’ yo address
b-tch i put the fame to the side
ignite a f-cking flame b-tch i’m propane when i rhyme
i let it boil over can’t contain what’s inside
mathematics, what happens when a 9 become .45s
and they minds become gravesites
bodiеs lost they soul flyin
turn these pigs facеs to bacon and pork rinds
they never earn they bands
they just get lucky like the lotto
the way i’m earning mine is through my brain and my vibrato
always on the move you can’t pertain wherever i go
ill turn yo ass to vapor like smokin a joyde flacko
im getting to it a$ap times have been rocky
runnin up the stairs with the 303 watching
ill put my city on my back
then put my city on my back
my city go where i go put my city in a cab
know i got that cash flow there’s money each time i rap
the reason their so rich cuz there’s money each time they cap
put my feelings on a track until i lose my train of thought
make my markings on the earth then put some flowers on my plot
make my markings in the game whenever my album drop
god will make a difference whenever he choose to watch
like i said before b-tch i go toe to toe with madness
from green to red to black or like what we consider magic
from yellow red to green all my life been directing traffic
stay mellow i might scream if the holy ghost start attacking
spittin’ complexity if it go over your head
better jump to catch it like odell one hand these checks
on the other i need more gotta handle my family debt
while they all try to prophesy which moves i’m making next
ok bet
they can guess
coming straight for the next
snipin’ spilling blood
oops, look like i made a miss
next day shipping these shots imma send like texts
eating up this beat my belly full please have the rest b-tch
they thought i was never gon’ do it
until i came through
my god they all look stupid
you lookin’ dehydrated drink all yo fluids
these 3 words i chose made me goat
do not to this
the way i portray
is reminiscent of the work of socrates
they way i be spraying these flows fully auto enough to arm the navy
yeah
ain’t on controller sh-t how could you play me
handin out samples so you can all taste me
can’t handle my brain cuz’ my mental too crazy
slaughterhouse kurt vonnegut
a crusade
yo flows old medieval times
splittin’ my bread cuz we all gonna shine
give a f-ck about rollies i don’t got no time
always stay on my gears b-tch i stay on the grind

- seven the vibe

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