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letra de kumite - tha god fahim

[chorus]
got homies in my head that done passed away
tellin’ me to keep going, make it past the day
can’t take the stress, will they laugh at my death or pray?
maybe then, in the end, i can rest my ak
got homies in my head that done passed away
tellin’ me to keep going, make it past the day
can’t take the stress, will they laugh at my death or pray?
maybe then, in the end, i can rest my ak

[verse 1]
i put it like kanye through the wire
’cause all the pain and scrutiny just adds to my fire
enemies dream of lootin’ me, so i’m holdin’ my fire
countin’ up the back end, sportin’ brand new attire
i used to walk with my head down, hands in my pocket
hopin’ someone would help me, wishin’ someone could stop it
’cause i came from a background that’s so impoverished
so i lift my head up and study proper knowledge
it’s the righteous knight doom slayer
double-gun tomb raider king sh-t
i even got rihanna as my screensaver
affluent black mage, a god when i take stage, break your ribcage the thirty rip like a beyblade, i’m ’bout my peanuts like a payday
and you a silly ass n-gga like day-day
my soldiers is well-trained in melee, push a silver mercedes
you rappers play-play, don’t want the k-mite
i scroll through my schedule and what to do today
clean my thoughts – guess i’m gettin in the stu’ today
while you steady tryna catch the newest wave
i’m lookin’ forward to these newer days
[chorus]
got homies in my head that done passed away
tellin’ me to keep going, make it past the day
can’t take the stress, will they laugh at my death or pray?
maybe then, in the end, i can rest my ak
got homies in my head that done passed away
tellin’ me to keep going, make it past the day
can’t take the stress, will they laugh at my death or pray?
maybe then, in the end, i can rest my ak, yo

[verse 2]
and i’m okay with that
i gotta keep away from devils, i’ll be layin’ back
“i wanna fade to black” – why you sayin’ that?
’cause all these people stressin’ me, and i ain’t playin’ that
it’s like an obsession, keep the sensors up for detection
’cause the negativity spreads like infections
the world is under fire, and ain’t no escape
i’m goin’ ape, dumpin’ off continuous tapes
will they laugh at my death or pray?
you 85’ers don’t know my way
and fact is, we gotta go someday
sayin’, “rain, rain, go away”
i just wanna know the place where hate is the coldest case
you know the face, i hold the ace, my hand is all spades
tryna die rich in old age
so why wage any kind of battle with the legend?
no laughin’ at me with my ak four seven
respectfully, this kind of thing troubles me
i pack the .38 revolver in my dungarees
for bad company, the agony and suffering
to keep back all the f-ckery

- tha god fahim

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