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letra de the good shepherd - the niceguys (yves)

verse 1 (yves)
you never heard of a herd more fortunate
word to mother i be concerned
and for your investment in my verse?
i leave know stone unturned, to deliver my word and testament
all i require is your ear for…a couple of years till i retire when desire veers off
would of acquired the respect of my peers (but) not what i’m here for
from herein? do it for my const-tuents, therefore
i don’t mind politicking with ya
i’m like obama hip hip is politics i see no problem with this
i believe that makes me a politician, f-ck it
black panther party minorities backing my position
i won’t sleep my sheep
so you can count on me, to account for my actions and any doubts you want me to ease
in any amount please forward any grievances to me
as long as your allegiance is to me

hook (yves):
when, you can t see
you can’t touch
believe it’s me you can trust
when senses is off and can’t smell
no taste and you can’t hear well
can’t breathe, can’t move
i’m just in time like what it do
you feel stuck, now you feel the rush
f-cking with the best you just can’t get enough

verse 2 (yves)
remorseful, lured you with bait
i know you’re loyal but the spoils go to the victor and the victor gotta do soil, dirt
i brush my shirt once ya listening, to -ssure you the royal treatment your forgiveness is
of the utmost importance
’cause without trust you’re just thomases filtering empty promises, trust
i could lead you like a flaghsip
my sweet fleet, seek a new world with me like aladdin
nothing fleeting bout the feeling of achievement that hasn’t been seen prior
historic is euphoric with me, move forward tell your seeds that you saw it
and you called it before it the new warwick
as you see i’m never dunn/done like warrick
few pauses here and there a cool chorus yeah
call it my corporate calling card corner they coins and paper corpses with coined phrases
yves saint the culprit, n-gga

verse 3 (yves)
must i, remind you?
getting behind dude like being blind with a good seeing eye to guide you
i’m a dog, four legs but stand on my hind two
don’t bark rather i spark my k and my 9 (canine) chew
true, could put ya faith in others
but faith with no love in return is like breaking rubbers
get left raw, metaphor, you on to a better jar
leave that bullsh-t weed in the baggy
get a bong cause
marijuan that i’m bout to put you on’ll put you out like fed up moms
one pull and ya gone
so run a long, i am the good shepherd
i give you what you need the what you want
despite my efforts, you may stray
i’m the nebuchadnezzer
they the matrix with agents but never could sever our relation
it’s based in leather
i never sheared ya brother and covered ya face appears that i love ya

- the niceguys yves

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