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letra de curtains - themusicnerdguy

[verse 1: kanye west]
when the people don’t have land, they settle for brands
they want jesus polo sport and obama again
my foresight is incredible
she pull the foreskin back-back like it’s edible
democracy is just a simulation, the government
i just served over a billion, i’m lovin’ it
she got lightskin nipples, yeah, that’s my favorite
shawn white lookin’ like he working for the agents
wish a white dude would tell me ’bout black lives
wasn’t my choice when my parеnts got me baptized
black oppression is a businеss
i see they want to test me like the litmus
while noah be fixin’ the eq
i’m just waiting on the day i finally get me-too’d
’cause n-gga did a lot of sh-t, uh
they say i don’t belong in politics, uh (look)

[verse 2: a$ap rocky]
i don’t rock chanel, i rock channel
and no this ain’t a purse, it’s a satchel (at you)
bless, at you, nah, i ain’t sneeze
but if n-ggas want steam or smoke, bet i match you
got a bullet with your name on the barrel
if hollows don’t clip, you get nip like it’s cat food
that dude, when i die, they gotta make a statue
bad attitude, this ain’t a purse, it’s a satchel
go to any n-gga with money up in my bracket
then i think about the state of rapping
all the freshmens in the classes
all the super seniors’ mumblin’ and ramblin’
mumblin’ and rappin’, mumble rapping?
i find it hard to find actual talent
i find it hard to find an actual challenge
i’m like shabazz palace’s last acid hit, elaborate
rap lab’s labyrinth, word to kodak’s black’s lazarus
“calldrops” on the album skits
[verse 3: tyler, the creator]
ayo, i’m the channel that you watch, i’m the ammo in the glock
weird n-gga, full suit with the sandals and the socks, stop
and based on my neck boy
you would think i hate glass homes way i’m handling the rocks
who cast the first stone? b-tch, it’s me, f-ck you thought?
real grunge n-gga, i ain’t got a flannel as the top
and i’m picking up guitar, strum n-gga
bum n-ggas wish they could make a garden shed
but they sleeping on me man like their arm is dead
i’m a wild n-gga boy and you farmer bred, born
you ain’t animal, you are, corn, hahaha, yeah!

[outro: tyler, the creator]
k shiz, what up, n-gga!

- themusicnerdguy

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