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letra de indigenous - the shrine

[intro]
this wind coming in feels like home
it’s comforting and it soothes me
it tastes like freshly spilled blood and the rotting flesh of decaying corpses
yeah, yeah, no, no, no, no, no
yeah, yeah, no, no, no, no, no
uh, now a cold-hearted soul
and everywhere that i go
keep out my ways, you should know

[verse 1]
i’m a dead man walkin’ when i stand up (yeah b-tch)
call my bluff and i might answer
flow sick, i got cancer, freemason or freelancer
come prance with a dirty dancer, and i hear the lie
comin’ to you live from the abyss, where [?] vacant, tryna put my mama on a vacation
newly paralyzin’, you stay hatin’, your stop-motion like claymation
you spent 6 racks just to mix-match, when that cl!ck-clack, better get back
you spit that, i did that, doug dimmadomes, y’all big cap
and all my n-ggas really know, i’m a real one, never fold
never switch up for no ho, nah yee, but all you n-ggas really hoes
and y’all don’t stick to the code, how i’m supposed to call you my bros?
i go dumb as sh-t, you a dumbass b-tch, i be numb as sh-t when you fumblin’
they say, “shrine, are you pregnant?” cause i’m always on some other sh-t
miss me with that brother sh-t, me and dom on that mother sh-t
these hands like decay, i’ma have yo ho’s sh-t crumblin’
[chorus]
like, yeah, yeah
it’s indigenous, fl!ckers in the wrist
you’re so suspicious with it, no, oh
stay out my business
they talkin’ h-lla sh-t, and i remembered it, no, oh
now i’m a cold-hearted soul
and everywhere that i go
keep out my ways, you should know

[bridge]
don’t be scared
always aware
[?] over there
da-na-na-na-na, da
da-na-na-na-na, da
na-na-na-na-na, da
yeah

[verse 2]
i got crackheads, got my neck itchin’, if you know better, you expect different
can’t f-ck with this, you can’t trust a b-tch who throw mixed signals like they set trippin’
if you got dope, why you needin’ me? colin kaepernick, take a knee for me, and i’ma need to leave
i make the people scream, i’m a young god, i get lethal, see?
they say the mouth can be a weapon, you bring harm from what you speak
so i stay armed to t–th, no, they ain’t startin’ with me
now i’m where i wanna be, but don’t get in the way or i’ma beam
like a eskimo, i’m not that into it, aboriginally with the pennin’ sh-t
hokkaido, i wrote everything that i knew for your benefit
i’m goin’ tribal, on my rivals, but this energy, i can’t keep spendin’ it
got a rifle, on the eiffel, cause i ain’t high, no pretendin’ sh-t
just remember, when these n-ggas copy my sound, that i started that
archaeologists found my sh-t in caves, that’s my artifact
i be workin’ hard, but it’s paul who y’all revere
ballin’ so hard, coulda bought a ferrari with my tears, but i’m here, b-tch
[chorus]
yeah, yeah
it’s indigenous, fl!ckers in the wrist
you’re so suspicious with it, no, oh
stay out my business
they talkin’ h-lla sh-t, and i remembered it, no, oh
now i’m a cold-hearted soul
and everywhere that i go
keep out my ways, you should know

[verse 3]
look, there ain’t no protection if i look in your direction
your jeans the only thing that’s really stressin’
f-ck that, i got a question, why can’t you heathens learn a lesson?
make some waves you can oversee if the moon crescent
my bad, i meant to say that y’all less than
if you ain’t got the iron on me, i ain’t really pressed man
i ain’t impressed, man, n-gga, i’m a veteran
yeah, uh, yeah
leave you like wheat bread, split top, next visit, the wig shop
n-gga, you’s a dummy, beat yo’ ass while your b-tch watch
you talk a lot of sh-t, plead the fifth, keep the fifth, cop
don’t care if you stopped smokin’ crack, you can kick rocks
stupid n-gga flexin’, got robbed for his [?]
that b-tch you love, [?], she got screwed by sixty-six c-cks
playin’ with a dreidel, only time i’m tryna get top
the meteor showers, every time my f-ckin’ sh-t drops
it’s hard to maneuver with all of these goblins and ghouls around
and tried to keep it [?} and came back with some new styles
my hubris is pride, but get down, we gotta shoot now
they all might, try to be my hero, but it’s futile
created an existence to escape a mental prison
zero minus zero, cause it’s really no difference
whole life i felt trapped, i could bless the whole kitchen
long nose to your “no”s, y’all eskimo kissin’
talkin’ bout some fallacies, a couple false -n-logies
even gettin’ married wouldn’t alter my reality
if you talkin’ stern, get burned like a calorie
callin’ in the cavalry, my heart is full of malice
think it washed away the balance, kool-aid in my chalice, drink it
always with my n-ggas and you know we got a smart team
fishy n-gga stuck in the can, you’s a sardine
[?] these tracks [?], had to purge ya
they said that i ran, but not that far, see?

- the shrine

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