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letra de homeless - sha stimuli

[hook]
i used to feel hopeless, then i got focused
once my dude focus…, said rap like you homeless
he said, rap like you homeless
he said, rap like you homeless

i said, i’ma try

[verse 1]
look, now i lay me down to sleep
i pray the lord my soul to keep
and if i die before i wake
i’m thankful i have food to eat
a place to stay, and in the winter there was heat
and i had garments i could wear, shoes or sneakers for my feet
i didn’t starve, wasn’t touched
wasn’t battered, wasn’t beat
i’m not a cripple, not r-t-rded
look ,before i get too deep
see i’m just saying that i’m blessed
but being blessed don’t make me weak
and my success is not contingent on possessions when i speak
it’s for a place, where the kids gotta pour for their eyes
to have a beverage, cause they deaded all they water supply
the expectancy of life, is around 35 in my hood
but in some countries, it’s an honor to die
it’s from a place where you struggle and the curtain is your table cloth
your kitchen is your dining room, they keep cutting the cable off
this is where my verses get dangerous, and the safety’s off
riddled with regret and we stressing out from the days we lost
or we dealing with a crazy boss, stuck on a lazy course
or tired of hearing prayer talk
realized that what i called hard living, was baby soft
unsung maybe, but that was the way i came across
now when i be playing ross i don’t feel stupid
used to think it’s unfair that i do spirit moving music
used to lose it, but you choose it
cause you it’s proven that the truth is still the food you should consume
i’m mixing humor with the tutoring or
i bring you pain like it’s a tumor, or a rumor
but i rap it like for half my life i lived without a room
it’s like a michael took flight, and started walking on the moon
i woke up reaching for the sun, so i could talk with all the goons
and you could see what i envision, picture sitting in the park
tryin’ to make a living moving white after dark
if steppin’ on a crack can break your mother’s back
imagine, instead of stepping you selling you’d break her heart

[hook]

[verse 2]
my words come together so ill, i deserve sentencing
words coming together, that’s a sentence
with an exclamation point
cause a period means an ending
and i’m far from being finished, they spitting
i’m out here hemorrhaging
it’s evident, i never been hesitant when i represent
myself and the creator
i’m heaven sent, got no benefits
so when i said i’m sick with the flow
although i need medicine at times
all i had was these rhymes, see i was negligent
a 9 to 5 is how you survive, my dude’s is peddling
my mother was my hero, or better yet my heroine
the weather’s been, stormy malevolent
and the present tense is all i focus on that’s my emphasis
so remember that sentence i was mentioning?
just know i never fail look
look, before i go to jail, i would probably grow a tail
and get a part with my name , in the back of my head
they only praise how you rap when you dead
but so what?
i rhyme with no pot to p-ss in
my dollar mission is not consistent
my obvious opposition is poverty, i’m efficient i promise
my compet-tion is not who you like to listen to
i just think my position is loving the life i’m living
the industry, it cannot control me
my path ain’t been rosey, my facebook status is holy
that’s half of the story, i’m mad you don’t know
i’m happy you owe me, i laugh when i’m lonely
i’m [?] i’m going left
holding my breath, let my soul interject
in every line, anytime that i show you my depth
or let you know, you should know that i know i’m the best
it’s like i’m closer to death with a gaping hole in my chest
and a microphone in my face i don’t know what you rep
but every month i’ve been consistent you should show me respect
for real
doubt me, and you defeat yourself
i love the new me, every day i meet myself
i battle mirrors, try to beat myself
you wanna make me history ,well history repeats itself
like sha
stimuli the greatest
you can’t rate it on a scale of 1 to 10 he’s a 16
used to write 16 to sound like he was homeless at 16
what i offer is authentic, there’s no denial
you rapping to buy an auto, i’m rappin’ my auto bio

good…
god…

- sha stimuli

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