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letra de gabe nandez - sigillum

never be the one that would step in my pathrele
step to my stoop get checked by the youth expect what i do to be excellent rap
they call me your excellence black
cause the n-gg- rekindle the exodus back
to the roots in the booth i’m the truth
why would you lie to you how could you do cause
always the deliver the raw shit no matter the cause kid
i will always be writing graffiti in the hallways
fighting the power hourly see me in the hallways all day
spit it en anglais over blasé
copping the medicine looking great in the sachet
forever relevant is the menace
need to watch out for that spot where you repping cause
never catch me off guard if i stay on mind like a sword
and its all peace till i gotta bring war to the hordes at the corners of corridor doors
i can leave a rapper face down on the floor
say you want to battle eight rounds are you sure
who’s in the room
move with the fumes in tune with the moon
zoom zoom, smooth as the wind
hardbody i ain’t finna loose if i win
i been to a place where the time don’t exist
then i came back looking at the clock as a gift
slip grip to the rocks on the floor
pull up on a brick just slaloming forward
all in the all in the end
fall to a crawl and then crawl it again

why the f-ck we talking, you don’t ever listen
i don’t need to speak if i lock you in the vision
story of an amorphous orator on a mission
smorgasbord of quarters get ordered up in addition
i’m a magician
chilling with my witch she a villain
spitting’ll throw you off of the bridge if you tripping
blasphemous to catch feelings you can’t keep
i can bring a heathen like relic like antiques
can’t sleep my plans meet in stampedes
i herd the rhythm my hand lead like ramses
i’m hearing the banshees in the night
all of ’em thinking it’s nandee they can bite
i don’t even mess around with the spell
till i mastered the chapter and shatter the sh-ll
then i get stripes when i write cause i’m nice on device while they aight on the mic

you really don’t wanna get sniped in the cyphe
pulling a wheelie i drive by on the bike
all of the people is spread round on the earth
falling the people is face down on the turf
imma keep it up like f-ck it i’ll share my breath
ain’t no luck i ain’t scared bout to death
i been in the cut since i came out flesh
name sound bless yeah i came out fresh
yes, finna put the the game on stress
game called chess and i place all bets
any way that they want it i bring that shit
imma do it my way like frank did it you dig
i ain’t got a squad got a puzzle
keeping it live for all my dogs with a muzzle
i be in the fog like mist
once he finish the song she gone like this

- sigillum

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