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letra de nutcracker blues - shrapknel

[verse 1: curly castro]
burning purple mountains
obsessing like berman
verses at the deadline and it’s gotta be perfect
curly [?] i go over that [?]
it best be black magic, philly julius irving
broad street bully bomb
gully with my stussy on
scully with one leg waits for hannibal to dine upon
royal crown of tennenbaum
matching with them track suits
came a long way from when malakai was living proof
proof was living
shady had his shirt off, him was brooklyn too
frantic situation, stolen moments of the [?] tooth
jammin’ on the one
cosby kids truant out of school
troopin’ by boot camp
rockin camo timbs, doctor doom
biggie on the mount
crack commandments and the mad rap
i [?] who belong in h-ll when pookie’s belt snap
gun drawn, d-ck hard
moment nino’s head crack
crack era trump the current mеaning of a red cap
[verse 2: breeze brewin]
yo, try to dream
get it in your soul
on somе gotta get the devil in his hole
like the wire theme
dealin’ with all kinda schemes
h-lla sh-t is foul
think your head is in the clouds, then you finding steam
blow it off, dandelion seeds
man denying needs for they kids
sure they biz going off
going soft, never that
get it back, better black
legends beat them legacies
[?] knowin’ loss (pick it up, pick it up)
i was a shorty riding home after dark
had a spark playing
finding the moon [?]
y’all are those shorties on the phone
so numb & ho hummin’
[?]
it’s all a matrix, avoiding they tricks
it be hard & if we starvin’ as we eyin’ a spoon is rough
times is deep and getting tense (indeed)
if we try to keep the innocence, what kind of cocoon’s enough?
[verse 3:premrock]
sucks the air out of the room
hunger barely sated
no exaggerating, the fragrance of freshly raided tombs
“play on, play on,” that familar tune
you are what you leaved unexhumed
i know a lot of what i say has been lifted off of men’s room stalls
and being placed in gifted class won’t get you far
the blessed few, festooned with something fresh bloomed
wander ’round the rec room like rebel lioness toon
the sonnet much ado about nothing
and even less to do with you
sanity t–tering, dressing just a flesh wound
[?] gilles peterson freshman at the prom
i sneaked a liter into the restroom
if you ain’t him then let’s see the leader then, zimzalabim
make sure the work of the dollar bend
flashed a grin, modern metropolitan (what you smilin’ at?)
we’ve got at least two lives to give tonight
living proof of what you given to when you ain’t livin’ right
crystallize the plight
you can sniff it right up off the kitchen knife
cost of living well beyond that sticker price

- shrapknel

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