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letra de u - tiger tchakounté

[intro]
y to the o and the u
y to the, y to the, y to the
y to the o and the u
y to, y to, y to the

[verse]
who i got is you
y to the o and the u
don’t forget the name when it’s time to re troop
slices of life when the knives and the eyes make em ways through yo flesh re-scrambles the soup
plug to yo zune, run from the zoo, glue your ear to the tune
telescope rigged to the back of a coupe
lense on a sports-car, what a rare view, when i roll i just zoom
who?
ain’t n0body telling
where i came from? from a p-ssy and a bell-end
silence when i’m yelling
i ain’t saying much, but i ain’t here to budge
so look at me stretch while i stay out of touch
woah
take a step back
growing outta frame, i said take a step back
blowing all your cards, you don’t get a deck back
ain’t no rules to the game, you don’t get a set back
what to expect, nah that ain’t the quest, bro
how to respect
what’s the gate to the nest?
what’s a bullet through my vest?
they ain’t seen underneath: heart is bulletproof glass, you can’t pierce through my chest
pull away your tech
your neck is a jest to the size of the rest
i is a dot same for you, we’re a speck
i gesture the waves of the seas and the lands on the flag that you rep
i replicate the lines of the blades of the other day
contemplate your eyes, when they cry to what the other say
illuminate the truth that your sister and your brother say
meditate the fact that you are and the other way
ham
nah we go yam
got a high tan, but i’m highest in the tent
my sh-t is low temp, like i’m freezing some fans
today i step back on the demons that i ran
from
n-ggas done say that you dumb
i’ma stay front but i’ma say none
you can break through me but i’ma stay numb
but i break through you if i we lock the same gun
ka-blow
watch the road for the potholes
the bumps, and the cracks and whoever got those
your neighbor got hoes, and his father got foes
know a girl who got woes, mama took the same blows
when we ten toes up, we be in the same pose
didn’t leave earth sipping on the same dose
didn’t leave blood dripping on the same clothes
still we lay down under grass watered by the same hose
lemme poke your nose see what lies ahead
when i rap don’t care how many lives i dead
i’m just a crossroad of the f-cking signs i read
it won’t matter if my actions didn’t rhyme with what i said

- tiger tchakounte

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