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letra de 1610 - superhero

[verse 1: apollo]
i feel like i’m walking around cursed
no one ever told me that healing my soul would hurt
puffin another j just dropped it on my shirt
it’s just another hole in me ‘fore i hit the dirt
does a black panther get nine lives?
i wanna squeeze the trigger ‘bout nine times
out shooting a video took five lives
my my, how the time flies when you’re tryna rise to the sky
i was back high school didn’t understand the signs
fell in love with zodiac but she never knew my mind
started tweaking off the p-ssion
in a room with no bars
strait jackets in the fall
had to do it for the art
hung myself in the louvre
levitate through my noose
letting my prayers loose
and hoping we stay true
i would die to become proof
that love is our only truth
time to be a superhero
when i hop up out the booth

[verse 2: dj ghost]
with the mask on, velcro strapped
no longer ribbons makes h-ll of a difference
lyrical vigilante, confusion upon ears
whenever he appears, cuz they’re use to pop now
little too raw, need to cook the steak more
cuz they’ve never been to outback
just use to eating kit-kats
chew the bubblegum and spit out the rapper
who’s sweeter than snapple’s
don’t read the facts, only your twitter opinion matters
eggheads fall off the wall but never splatter
screaming all lives but the bullet holes never healed
squealing for protection, but never the system never faltered
life goes on, status quo, status quo
rap about money, clothes, and hoes
your sh-t is too political
give them what they asked for, status quo, status quo
maybe his efforts are futile
and his life is an illusion
just another alternate universe

[verse 3: cam james]
i’m back my motivation lost and found
levitape is on the way
lately i barely touch the ground
wifeys contemplate creepin’ on yo -ss
they hear the sound
music magic
push it while these haters rip me down nah
right hand on her cheeks, i ain’t no southpaw
wanna see me in boxes, makin’ it out without y’all
write and rap and speak, an athlete
bo jackson outlaw
focused on bein’ a legend
got no time to count flaws
really this sh-t come from my soul
y’all can’t be mad at me
mean exactly what i say, i speak emphatically
most of y’all is lame, sellin’ out for chains
ain’t lookin’ for change
explosives planted right where the ladder be
sh-t is sad to see, honestly that reminded me
separated from homies, feel like i just won the lottery
this ain’t no different side of me
my mind is violent
trynna find the peace
y’all just presenters, and i’m an honoree
so give me what i came for

- superhero

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