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letra de tribe quest - sirius blvck

(intro)
tribe quest (4x)

(verse 1)
just another raindance, black kid, smoking in the backyard, blazed out, playing with matches
hanging with the same d-mn misfists who been trynna act hard, they just thinking out where the cash is
pigs in the blanket with the blocks to fall
lately we just waiting for some options tho
lately we waiting for the cops to show
lately we just waiting for the crops to grow, but f-ck that
n-gga’s can’t stand it, we just eatin’ what we playin’ from the garden, we been hardin’, we gon’strip it (?)
burning down trees, smoking ever (?)
the descendant of the truth and i’m livin’ f-ckin’ proof
just a wolf that evolve from a line of birth (line of birth)
in a concrete ocean with me dyin’ of thirst (dyin’ of thirst)
and even when i’m gone i won’t die in a hurst
‘cause you gon’ have to make a motherf-cker lying at first
boy, i just want bread for my n-ggas (n-ggas)
i just want bread for my mother (mother)
i just got love for my sisters (sisters)
i just got love for my brother (brother)
ghost town collective, my n-gga indiana we comin’ up, yeah we comin’ (comin’)
n-ggas thinking that we f-cking around, but i swear we ‘bout k!ll the whole song
verse to the chorus, whether the street or the forest, really don’t (?) i’m just trynna take it all in (all in)
clock strike 2 in the mornin’, i been seducing the tourists with bullsh-t and she gon’ take it all-in
baby got brain, make a n-gga head spin, really know i’m trynna dial down on misogyny
but that’s gon’ bop and the bop gon’ flow, if it ain’t sh-t, i ain’t issue when i know i’m prodigy
get used to it, you gon’ be here in a lotta (?)
building up a new foundation and the (?)
rapghanastan(?), we becomin’ a commodity
fighting for equality and burnin’ down the proficy (f-ck ’em)
you don’t need dessert to let your nuts hang
tuck ‘em like a gun in the way she woulda c-m to the b-ss, and i’m runnin the place and i would be in myself and i’m numb to the taste like what, hey f-ck

(chorus)
roll it on the circle, you can feel it inside
kicked in my visuals so i can see the parts of the light
i think i might be on a mission by the end of the night
we disregard the design, disregard yo design

‘cause i’m just chillin’ with my tribe. (godd-mn)
questioning the signs. (oh yeah)
chilling with my tribe (godd-mn), questioning the signs (oh yeah), mobbin’ with my n-ggas (n-ggas), we be getting high (yeah)

(verse 2)
better grab a wetsuit, i’m a blackfish
n-gga push sways, i’m flyin’, i’m free willie
pop on that fold-out couch, so silly
n-gga from the middle of the map, so illy
poppin’ ten dollar champagne for the whole team ‘cause we livin’ out a marvelous dream
n-gga engine that could, i’m blowing out steam and the (?) family dollar, n-gga countin’ on my green
see the skyline gleem from the sunset
interstate, air thru my window
seein’ that my homegirl havin’ fun yeah
sittin’ shotgun, rollin’ up the endo
breaking my leg at the b-ssline
pouring up milk at the podium, top
(?) facetime
f-cking the world and we never gon’ stop (wooh)
bucklebelt baby we’re gaining the highlife
i’m coming up on the buzz, i’m ready for my time
‘cause in my city they scream and shout up in the clouds, i’m king k-mpa, i’m sn-tchin’ up all the pro’s
wet hot amercian summer, that better told you
(?) my n-gga better (?)
(?) backdrop, keys in the ragtop, fresh (?)

(pre-chorus)
blow a kiss to the moonlight
higher then a georgia pine
in the concrete jungle flex, baby know the world is mine
and a n-gga gotta have it, pull a columbine on the (?)
speaking in tongues, so i (?)
i’ve had it, rapghanastan on the atlas

(outro)

- sirius blvck

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