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letra de evil world - thugga massina

[intro]
it’s an evil world we live in but hey i’ma keep living

[verse 1]
it’s a dirty world but it still spins
we can’t do nothing ‘bout it but try to live in it
man that sh-t hit different when i heard wayne say it on that hoy boys sh-t
me and v. lodge, we was on some hot boy sh-t
copping hot toys and f-cking hot girls
man it was like poison, that was our world
how you define thorough? a n-gga taking care his kids
or taking care of biz, it go down, he gon’ handle his?
maybe a mixture
crooked rhymes that plague my mind made me a fixture
i’ve painted a picture that i’m not so sure i still believe any more
but it’s hard to break ties until i even the score
i spent evenings galore, with the wall up on my back
f 12 like i’m turning up the volume on a mac
if you on a mac, then turn up the volume on this track
until you get comfortable with the fact that

[hook]
it’s an evil world that we live in (hear no evil)
a dirty world but it still spins (see no evil)
we know the price but we still sin (speak no evil)
it’s an evil world
such an evil world
it’s an evil world that we live in (hear no evil)
a dirty world but it still spins (see no evil)
got dirty money, that sh-t still spends (speak no evil)
such an evil world
what an evil world
[verse 2]
may not change the world but i might spark the brain
i’m a star but i stay grounded like the walk of fame
share all my pain with people i don’t know sh-t about
a foolish thang, the least you could do is hear me out
i ain’t in this sh-t for clout
but honest, if it ain’t money, then what’s this sh-t about?
my mamas and aunties, i gotta get ‘em out
keep scratching my crown, can’t seem to figure out
how the games watered down, yet we in a drought
a oxymoron
rack my brain tackling thangs to stop ignoring
while i make a store run
i see war cries, apartheid and these false gods
trying to bury the n0ble, i guess there is a dark side
exalt lies, won’t acknowledge the truth
they ain’t know that colored fountain was the fountain of youth
i shout from the roof, there’s power in groups
if only i could garner the troops, but f-ck it

- thugga massina

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