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letra de cider (remix) - tanuki (rap)

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[verse 1]
now who the f-ck you think is teaching all the kids the drama
acting up, but not a sign of ever getting hotter
till i understood the doctrine for spitting lava
sedimentary hypotheses be leading me to profit
still my pockets are empty but i got other matter
fire water in a bottle hit your brain and shatter
fighting with the bars, you can play but it’s a losing battle
long as you inclined to sip the purple like the other cattle
now this a folk thing, i knit the cloak string
then i’m sipping cider while i let the phone ring
all the people that were using me like stepping stools
i’m sick of these f-cking fools
money and fame ain’t enough in this whole game
making people think so the losers ain’t afraid of fate
k!lling opposition cause i haven’t met my quota, flowing
asking all the questions cause n0body ‘spects the inquisition

[chorus]
cold cold cider flow
in the jaws of life but it burning up the throat
i call it as i see it and the status quo is broken
pulling on the tab, then the potion here is golden
cider, ci-cider (x3)
then i’m breaking into ciphers where i’m starting all the fire

[verse 2]
now, i’m not one to have anger issues
but if i dream you f-ck with me i’ll wake up just to diss you
it’s not a game if we playing without compet-tion
so i’m sending suckers to the slaughterhouse with spit precision
build a gl-ss house, break it down to see it glisten
cut myself with shards, so i finally feel i’m really living
build a better shelter with these lyrics that be f-cking vivid
living in the trenches cause i’m spending all i own on women
i’m still f-cking with the vixens if you never heard
cast away anxieties because my fears are slurred
two heads are really better so i grew a third
then i went forth and bought a nickel’s worth of words
money and fame don’t matter so i take aim
at the throne corrupted by the label i can reclaim
cider flow fermented over years and now we crisp
golden apple stole from eris now there’s discord in my fist

[chorus]

[verse 3]
a little taste of this will get you tipsy
follow your senses, and get wrapped in the whimsy
living a fantasy that never really started
acting like this hennessey ain’t really rum bacardi
used to play cards with a bunch of foolish partners
jokers i discarded, now everything is gnarly
pistol packing verbiage interrogating fallacies and
what i’ve found is that the world is full of f-cking pageantry

[outro]
uh
tanuki
uh, uh
let’s do it right now
yezi
tanuki
double feature freestyle friday

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