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letra de pokey karaoke - tha god fahim

yo
know i’m sayin’ man
i mean f-ck this rap sh-t man
f-ck what all you n-ggas got to say about tha god man
it don’t f-ckin matter n-gga
i’m one of the illest n-gga f-ck it
check it

[verse 1]
remember back when i used to ride the train
3 hours to school, common in my headphones, boots muddy
cause i was walking in the dead zone
i used to go through mad depression
as an adolescent, thirty present
in the beginning it was mad stressing
it was in school sufficient set of math lessons
yo word to elzhi and will sessions
point blank on the periodic table, the sh-t i write is literally fatal
they still pray that i fail, my mission is to break down the gates of h-ll
i speak the same diction
this that sh-t the rap game been missin’
free your mind if your imprisoned
i gives a d-mn, if you like my rhymes
cause i’m 1 of a kind
still young so this ain’t even my prime
way ahead of my time
if i can’t rhyme, they you out of you’re mind
i had to make it off the stoop
of my -ss and into the booth
i put my life in every word, i hope you hearing it too
hope you hearing it through
i gets busy, do it for my n-ggas that’s no longer with me
to translate the story, and all the legends that came before me
let down from the game, so n-ggas watch how you slang
i swear this hip-hop sh-t, ain’t been the same
sh-t has really been taken a change
cause these p-ssy n-ggas ain’t respecting the game
i took a drive by east side where i used to reside at
i see the same sh-t infinitely stuck in a time lapse
loud is the new crack, but crack is still crack
to get you give back
the 5th kick back, any time of the day
youthful kids not outside to go play
them little n-ggas rather play 2k
mother hungover today, the big homie gave em a k

ugh
yeah
it’s the mother f-cking god man
vibing out to this sh-t man, i’m rocking out on the mic n-gga
respect my sh-t n-gga
yeah, ugh

- tha god fahim

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