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letra de time chamber - ticrane

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top five dead or alive this show and tell
aiming at medulla, locked on
will i prevail?

verse one

cash or the credit, word to windy, lackin’ both
so i’m barely getting by i hope you got it for the low
how that work: more expensive when you po’?
i run around the block but i never pass go
does my mindset lead to fatal blow?
is trusting process the only way to grow?
well peep the progress — champ is here, won’t digress
spitting food for thought, take your time to digest

…

now bring it back!
a change of mind, writing new story: i never lack!
but i’m ducking shots from mirror, don’t worry — i bust back
wrapped a sh-ll around myself, break free: that new pack

now rich a state of mind, at the same time tangible
the kingdom of heaven — i’m clutching tight like the mandible
sometimes i lose my way, migrating to a flame
did i get here on my own or a shepherd hold the blame?

hook 1

in a hyperbolic perfecting shadow, sonic propane
need no visual, the words come to life. how can you blame?
no running now. think i’m a bot — prodigal aim
like i been before. they want me in box, but no contain

although i bury mentally, my heart, i left a scar
i’m illin’, not ill gotten — my pockets not on jafar
i wanted to be michael, no jordan, more like omar
but the same field as jack. like bo, i run the yard
hook 2

in a hyperbolic perfecting shadow, sonic propane
need no visual, the words come to life. how can you blame?
tired of running now . think i’m a bot — prodigal aim
like i been before. they want me in box, but no contain

now every track in line, they falling like domino
never let it breathe? you love it? then let it go
you love it ? then let it go
maybe that’s enough… now gon’ and get it bro

(intent don’t pay the bills — faith with action — don’t make appeal)

verse 2

alley-oopin’, loftin’, i kick it freely. like jay but no apple —
i’m in the garden, the answer to get it started:
on the shore with it, ballin. no question: ankle departed
pick yourself up… not the same — but the game officially carted

knot the rock up on a string à – la – pelé to crack a bell
like the ringing won’t enough through the wire i’m sending mail
splitting sh-ll: keys to nimbus — no ghosting, a floating well
sharing water with the fire — no oxy’, or can’t you tell?
gotta let it breathe… brought a trumpet to show and tell
like ya better when i sneeze. meet yasha, the spouting whale
no more suffering: receiving a pardon. so, free the jail
no more buffering: but casting my dreams and setting sail

to a better sp-ce in time, time travel with the rhyme
future memory in progress: conscious falling in line
feel like there i go again. frame moment i’m dusting prime —
déjà vu the feeling: love when i kick it so i rewind

hook 1

in a hyperbolic perfecting shadow, sonic propane
need no visual, the words come to life. how can you blame?
no running now. think i’m a bot — prodigal aim
like i been before. they want me in box, but no contain

although i bury mentally, my heart, i left a scar
i’m illin’, not ill gotten — my pockets not on jafar
i wanted to be michael, no jordan, more like omar
but the same field as jack. like bo, i run the yard

hook 2

in a hyperbolic perfecting shadow, sonic propane
need no visual, the words come to life. how can you blame?
tired of running now . think i’m a bot — prodigal aim
like i been before. they want me in box, but no contain

now every track in line, they falling like domino
never let it breathe? you love it? then let it go
you love it ? then let it go
maybe that’s enough… now gon’ and get it bro

(intent don’t pay the bills — faith with action — don’t make appeal)

//find out more on the next episode of…. hahaha i’ma chill//

- ticrane

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