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letra de um-an-ah - the coalition crew

[intro]:
uh hey, check it out
rainman, yuin huz, skinz, marcus and raman

[verse 1]:
yeah um an ah
but none of yuh really got much to say and uh
payin’ arms and legs but can’t cut the
dregs of excessive excess
on my editor to slice a senator
of jars i’m testin’ yuh
bruh ill message yuh, investin’ the-
time is a blessing, incessant to lessen the static
you’re gone in a minute, admit it you’re melodramatic
a manikin [?] unknown to panic (yuh)
alone and staring up at the sky like gattica
so why try, this is the game like galaga
you want fame? you get eaten by gamera
a quick flash canon, camera in the pan
i’m a man, an animal, i’m animal to withstand
infinite time pressure, rap time forever
this the matrix, like the [?]
sever a fool when i’m discussing this
i maintain the whack tone and nothingness

[sample]
gotta hold on
gotta hold on, not to fall like a leaf
gotta hold on, seven days a week
gotta hold on by the skin of my teeth
gotta hold on
gotta hold on, seven days a week
to make ends meet
i ain’t even willing to turn the other cheek

[verse 2]:
yeah, it’s like this
half these mcs make me think of pelicans
big mouth full of fish talking sh-t, irrelevant
yellin’ for the h-ll of it
can’t stand the smell of it
meanwhile i’m tellin’ it, raw like the elements
elegant as elephants hopping on your skeleton
griswich delegate, hip-hop celebret
shh, listen, spittin’ with the coalition
flow precision and our vision is the chosen mission
foes are missin’, nearly unforgiven
but for me it’s unforgiven once i hear the funky rhythm
love the comfy living, the yummy woman and the junkie izm
but don’t be fooled to think it’s something when it’s something different
you won’t be feeling no holes in your soul
if the goals that you hold all revolve around the gold
you can have all the cheese and still be in a maze
being made to behave in a formulaic way

[verse 3]:
i respect confidence but can’t stand arrogance
a fine line divides it so careful if you travel it
i’m p-ssionate, i hold high hopes and tred tight ropes
knowin’ that i’ll cope with what life throws
’cause a light glows and grows inside this half-blind bloke
and i know who’s gotta go in to cast my vote
but i cast no first stones, just laughed and head home
on a path of dark shows
i blast my headphones and let go of all the stress (yeah)
i carry music with me in every step
in every breath i take, of every single day
and every move i make, and plan i orchestrate
it’s always there, that’s why i know what i gotta do
i listen to the spark then the fire comes through
i’m lighting up sound waves, hoping it sounds great
my life is a sound-scape, my mind’s in the sound state

[verse 4]:
i’m all about devotion, out promoting
count the float when bouncers are scopin’
the man of a thousand oceans
load and open
while everything that comes out your mouth is boastin’
the ultimate test are results of this
your brains need to consult your lips
i got a [?] colt pistol, i holster it
if it’s used, life gets tumultuous
if you’re cultureless, you can’t alter sh-t
i mark each mic like a pole to p-ss
on while you’re getting ripped off
i’m a rip shop, sh-t-boxes of hip-hop in stock
spin doctors will play this
and gone will be the days where we’re getting paid sh-t
i’m a make it, doing my best
just to make it through all the usual stress

- the coalition crew

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