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letra de fakes - sk doppo

-reverb productions on the track-

[verse 1: sk doppo]
yo
i’ve seen close friends vanish like when thanos snapped his fingers
some man will never get the point until they grab syringes
try and shut the door on me, i’ll take it off it’s hinges
from the village hidden in the leaves man i roll with ninjas
couple black zetsu’s stab you in your back
play your cards right like you’ve got some packs of match attax uh
gotta watch my back like madara, life gave me six paths i feel like kaguya
yo
6 paths like the sage
i feel like goku son cah i’m going insane
nothing to somеthing like perez in bahrain
i pick up thе mic and drop bombs like hussein
feel like tanjiro kamado demons getting slain
walk in the park yeah my life a campaign
war in my head which i cannot abstain from
almighty push how i’m getting through the pain, are you mad?

[hook: dryden]
i can see the reals from the fakes
i know that the real gon’ relate yeah
i can see the reals from the fakes
i know that the real gon’ relate yeah
remember in the streets on my old estate when i learned that even close friends might snake
4am demons got me awake
i write these bars till daybreak
writing bars till daybreak (ooo)
i can see the reals from the fakes
i don’t know what deal to make
i can see the reals from the fakes
i can see the reals from the fakes yeah
[verse 2: sk doppo]
yo
i’ve seen young g’s, roll with 9’s when they go for scr-ps
actions speak louder than words coz you can’t take em back
broad day blammings then they’ll go home and they smoke a pack
feds gonna run up in that spot they know where it’s at
couple years behind bars, come out and then go back go trap
only goal in life is to try and see that paper stack
you’re in the kitchen whip-whipping up a new batch of crack
look at yourself, you call this life? man that sh-t is whack
no ambition, or religion coz they’re sacrilegious
hustle 365 not a single day i’m missing
looking back, i get emotional when reminiscing
feel like lewis hamilton it’s only german cars i’m whipping (cars i’m whipping)
in-in the fast lane like ricciardo
gyallie wanna drill like they’re getting beats from hargo
they tell me to put down my liquor sounding like an -rs-hole
i pour a glass of henny i could quit, but it’s hard though
a hoe tells me she wanna spend the night, trivago
a bad b say “ti amo” she italiano
heard it through the wire, kingpin like i’m marlo
don’t stop believing like the end of the sopranos uh
i ain’t going out like tony
i do it for the fam and the one’s that really know me uh (know me uh)
said i ain’t going out like tony
i do it for the fam and the one’s that really know me i’m gone
[hook: dryden]
i can see the reals from the fakes
i know that the real gon’ relate yeah
i can see the reals from the fakes
i know that the real gon’ relate yeah
remember in the streets on my old estate when i learned that even close friends might snake
4am demons got me awake
i write these bars till daybreak
writing bars till daybreak (ooo)
i can see the reals from the fakes
i don’t know what deal to make
i can see the reals from the fakes
i can see the reals from the fakes yeah

- sk doppo

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