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letra de brothers - stylezmaestro

[intro: stylez ]

“i am an african
who had a dream
that i would write what i like and live by any means”

[verse 1: stylez]

now whose that rap//
its the drkskndking //
bring me my robe- let the trumpets sing.//
pine cone in my dome//
got no puppeteer//
now all the kids sing mr stylez is here//

i’d say im black beethoven if//
he wasn’t already black//
black jesus christ if wasn’t already that//
black pharoah but you know how that story go//
living black religion but that’s where they all coming from.//
and i ain’t stuttering//
huddle up all my brethren//
you see we kindred//
connected//
your pain and suffering //
jus look it trickles down quick//
to one another when//
we not uniting as kin//
don’t trust the government//
my st–z biko and i try to stay legal//
but what’s a black to do when the law k!lls your people//
and who do you vote for- sold out by our heroes//
it’s guptaville so called born frees with no freedom//
it’s the greeeed//
its these fat black eliiites//
can’t you see//
sold as slaves//
history repeats//
it’s the grief//
we young blacks proceed//
sow the seeds//
i’m malcolm x free by any means //

[hook: stylez]

to all my brothers it ain’t too late to come together//
cause too much black and too much love..//
equals forever// (x2)

it equals forever//
it equals forever//
it equals forever//

cause too much black and too much love..//
equals forever//

[verse 2 : antenim]

impeccable over decibels mettle metronome//
flex the flow sound proffesional schemes are edible//
stressin’ won’t, change the present so..//
keep the brethren close//
lessons shown, math invented clothes, whites were peasant folk//
laser probes, electric microphone, gas mask and the comb//
casket low, frozen edibles//
transmitter telephones//
dry your clothes, i’m poseidon flow//
touch like mids bro//

finding the light when i realized that we are sharp as th-rn//

don’t mind em foes, lonnie johnson how they super soaked//
mind is like spike when i start to write i enter auto-mode//

i ponder bro with all the flows & constant swo’//
they conquered homes, demolished choked and smoked//
acknowledge?//
no they don’t//
brought light up in your homes//

and the motherlands named africa after men who stole//

don’t you know this?//

afric-n-s is the one who stole it//
you better show love for your black man cause your pain is known there//

and could you quit with that weave my sista’//
compliment your fro cause that’s their signature//
yeah//

[hook: stylez]

to all my brothers it ain’t too late to come together//
cause too much black and too much love..//
equals forever// (x2)

it equals forever//
it equals forever//
it equals forever//

cause too much black and too much love..//
equals forever//

- stylezmaestro

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