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letra de sk's home - sk, the novelist

[verse 1: musashi xero]

boy, boy
you are in the coffee shop phase of this rap sh-t
i came off the porch, you won’t forfeit the wack sh-t
you been feeling pressed, seen you drinking on that cat p-ss
sk home, i done roamed through the cactus
clean, teflon, no stick, revlon
i’m looking better than your b-tch in the chevron
cop some new sh-t just to flex on
randy savage, cabbage
came with baggage that i stepped on
breath fresher, check the cabinet
b-tch the crest gone
best dresser, skip the ranch, it costs extra
whip tesla, find a plug and dip ester
swing dancing with your b-tch like no pressure
known best of compilation of grown wrestlers
suplex your duplex
perplexed like “who’s next?”
anyone can get it
take a ticket, put your vid in
i’ve been living, i’ve been living like it’s

[chorus x 2 : musashi xero]

sk, xero
you already hear those
elevator sounds
it’s a head’s up clear those plates
make sp-ce for new faces
one wise guy, one vagrant

[verse 2: sk]

they’re saying sk’s home
h-ll, when i was on road
avl was still sk’s home
and now it’s sk making moves with sk’s homies
i went away and came back
it’s still sk, holmes
this is normal sh-t, no need to throw parades
i built a couple castles, that’s resistant to your waves
your friends are happy for your new things
that’s just a phase
you win enough times and they don’t even celebrate
but you expect that, you got to love the irony
you say you do it for your own satisfaction
but you love the feedback, you need that
you do the mathematics every week in fact
you take it to the face, that sh-t is rather weak in fact
i’m still in my bag, my groove, the streak is back
i bring it back, i seize the map, i ether cats
you see careers ruined, reputations tarnished
they’re talking about the cause
i’m the one their pointing fingers at
i tell it straight, i do not do the satire
i do not do cheap beers, it’s nothing less than fat tire
i wrote this song on four pbr’s, i am a fat liar
i need percentage from the bar, that sh-t was mad fire
technological advancement on my wrist
it’s dark outside, i still know what time it is
sneakers white, but they’re scuffing from the work
money like collection plates, can i get a “church”?
no medallion, so i went and got my own
showed my self love like a child with no home
my parents always told me “shine like the sun”
cypher with the xero, but i’m feeling like the one
mother f-cker

[bridge: sk]
feeling like the one
said i’m feeling like the one
feeling motherf-cker

[chorus]

- sk the novelist

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