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letra de international - thomas voight

[verse #1]
i’m like a villain in this game, everyone aimin’ for my neck
they thinkin’ attacking is the only way to be known as the best
fake legends don’t decide what’s real, they just out making messes
robbing people of their navigation and communication like weapons
social rejects in ls stuntin’ like fake gangsters ain’t receiving blessings
cause all they ever worried about is whether or not they feel threatened
and when they do they get their guns and think intimidation is yelling
kinda like hop said, real f-ckers only real long as he know it like acceptance
tommy v back on the mic, and a cracka ass comin’ back with a vengeance
to express my gratitude for your respect if i’ve earned it without resentment
thankful for the blessing of having a good enough motherf-ckin’ essence
self-made without heavy backing, that’s why they call me the tiny exception
i’ll never lose my title without a fight and that would not be very pleasant
my spirit may be h-llbound but my legacy is f-ckin’ hall of fame destined
my voice ain’t one to be arrested like a zeta with extremely heavy weapons
but i’m blessed with what i got, i’m f-ckin’ thankful for my blessings

[hook]
i’m international now yea
i’m international now yea
i’m international
i’m international

[verse #2]
i am that cracka’, it’s obvious
you as the problem, it probably is
f-cked around, someone got the shotty
and they shot somebody
and his name is tommy
they said that he need to go back to his mommy
well f-ck it, he said that he’d rather go diamond
patched up his wounds, took this sh-t like a pirate
i’m tired of the culture, spreading sh-t like a virus
since when do we let all these rats come and take what is ours
if you ain’t standing for something, you falling from nothing
raising the bar to lift myself up, that’s called self empowerment
hold yourselves accountable or be one with the cowardice
you p-ssies think, trigger fingers gon’ make yo d-ck grow bigger
but when you caught all alone, all of the sudden you f-ckers are powerless
get picked apart like some flowers, they call me the alchemist
i’m wasted, i’m dizzy, stuck in a box, someone get me outta this
say one thing then hear myself elsewhere tryna counter it
would order shots but then an attitude might be copped
which’ll cause my numbers to drop lower than pandemic stocks
i’m like a trick in a trap house, constantly go up and down
aimed for the wrong soldiers to drop, got my situation popped
got mortified, pretended that i’m not, wish i could hit you with a block
they thinking i’m strong when i’m not, put an end to myself like a stop
[hook]
i’m international now yea
i’m international now yea
i’m international
i’m international

- thomas voight

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