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letra de tristan - sfs

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[chorus]
struck a chord like the tristan
feel the tension building if you’re listening
struck a chord like the tristan
where i was, where i am now, it’s a mission
with a chip on my shoulder
mourning the death of rap like isolde
with a chip on my shoulder
came back to hip hop now i’m much older

[verse 1]
so if you step inside of my dungeon
dark and dingy like victorian london
permanent tracks, i can never be undone
a microphone, amp and no interruption
(what we gonna do?)
do it if it doesnt cost us
doctor doctor, too sick, i’m like costner
untouchable, gonna live long and prosper
taking names this is z with the roster
no stopping mе, ain’t no stopping me
step in to the rеd room im like whats popping g
if i keep dropping these, fire beats probably
ima need something much stronger than coffee beans
aye, i’m joking
never get caught on the wrong road i promise, i’m a changed man real talk
if i had the choice of that sh-t or get straight, be creative, trust me nothing would appeal more

[chorus]
struck a chord like the tristan
feel the tension building if you’re listening
struck a chord like the tristan
where i was, where i am now, it’s a mission
with a chip on my shoulder
mourning the death of rap like isolde
with a chip on my shoulder
came back to hip hop now i’m much older

[verse 2]
the only mic i ever knew was in my bedroom
hidden in my closet, had to duck no headroom
and when i struck gold, my spirit would unleash the lyrics
then harness my powers from a red moon
anyway, when i spray i get fizzy like cherryade
you feel me deep in guts like a belly ache
i get fresh, start to settle like a peppermint
listen back and indulge its pure decadence
you’re too slow
i made the roots grow
i made a few bad decisions used to stoop low
now i get plays ’cause i learned
to spit cold like ice burns
take all of the right turns
and stick close together like side burns
to the people that could help me
they had a vision, saw the sh-t that no-one else sees
now i’m just a poet, rapping in my wardrobe
padded out with duvets and my warm clothes

[chorus]
struck a chord like the tristan
feel the tension building if you’re listening
struck a chord like the tristan
where i was, where i am now, it’s a mission
with a chip on my shoulder
mourning the death of rap like isolde
with a chip on my shoulder
came back to hip hop now i’m much older

[verse 3]
it’s only half diminished
music from the violinist
darker than a pint of guiness
when i’m locked in
now i’m bringing about the power moves
digging around the coward who
used to get wavy, now it’s gravy
giving the crowd a boost
i choke with my neck inside a noose
cause i’m dammed if i don’t and if i do
drill into banger then i’ve given into you
and if i don’t i fight the urge and there’ll be nothing on the news
i’ll be oh, hot d-mn, out of luck
doing what i love and so i couldn’t give a f-ck
and so i’m giving them medicine that they so desperately need
and when i’m bringing the medals in i’ll keep these rappers on their knees
diggity dig, dig, digging for the freshest on the beat
beggedy beg, beg, begging just for them to hear me
’cause i got rec, rec, records that can make you move your feet
and in an old school fashion i can make the music sweet

[chorus]
struck a chord like the tristan
feel the tension building if you’re listening
struck a chord like the tristan
where i was, where i am now, it’s a mission
with a chip on my shoulder
mourning the death of rap like isolde
with a chip on my shoulder
came back to hip hop now i’m much older

- sfs

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