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letra de excelcior - shadows edge

[hook 2x – chance]
can’t play me
can’t downplay me
can’t downplay me
baby i’m too high
baby i’m too high
baby i’m too high

so fly, light up the whole sky
f-ck a slice we want the whole pie
so high, don’t try to downplay
pay me now, bow to the sound wave
crown weighed heavy on my weary brow
loud theory, clearly you hear me now
clowns fear me and feel me as vertigo
grow further in the words that i murder flow
glow nearly bright as a nova blast
p-ss over coal is a solar flash
fast-forward, lower expectancy
second to none, we run the referee’s
the best emcees breathing the word of life
writing murder, further to burn it bright
the night turner burning the firmament
turbulent confirmed in my permanence
adjourn attempts clench gold, behold
the bold laments to drench the soul
control intense suspense sensory
in a sense of a immense when they mention me
i was sent from sea to this throne of worth
why work for the money when i own the earth
it was known from birth i’m of the rarest bread
no need to be fair own the air you breath
no need to declare got enough for all
if my all ain’t enough you can suck my b-lls
won’t fall to the l-st but i bust a nut on the sl-t industry when i stuff its b-tt
i’ll f-ck sh-t up drinking sake bombs
your moms top speed on hitachi wands
beyond the pop greed of the natti con
pimp hand godly, heihachi palms (tekken and soul caliber)

(hook)

to cream chasers who are trying to make their team paper
i’m the dream waker god gave us every green acre
redeem nature they berate you till you seem faker
place you in a box, so kick rocks with all them teen haters
i seen satyrs pipe panic from the magic flute
the prototype was pan for dionysus and his f-ggot troop
elaborate route a captive youth shows no apt-tude
the facts elude the cats that don’t see these hashtags as proof
the past aloof, surp-ss the ruse that the masters use
who produce the path that made the lower cl-ss bask in puke
so p-ss the loot along with -ssets to your stashes fools. if cash
rules the m-sses, then i’m out to take the master’s jewels
fantastic tools cuz i hold duels like jefferson
expecting no booze like o’doul’s after ingesting ten
don’t question when, i’m out to spend every ducket made
parade around in public wasting my budget i ain’t its f-cking slave

(hook)

- shadows edge

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