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letra de t 'n' z - triandro

[intro]
“”the first officer is ill and…
the captain needs someone to help him with the radio
do you know anything about planes?”
“well i flew in the war but…”
“can you fly this plane and land it?”
“surely you can’t be serious”
“i am serious, and don’t call me shirley””

[verse 1]
yo, yo turn this sh-t up
aight, aight, check this
the vigour and the liquor in my lyrics never subtle (never subtle)
all dealers with the speech and i think that’s the reb-ttal
smiley id and capsaicin, capturing fear (fear)
that’s why the method is hot, od’ing off all rocks here and near
yo zee, can we cook this up like eggs or something?
1-0 degrees are just like me to f-cking everyone (can we get a…)
i don’t pull the stops, like i stole a d-mn sign
all i hear is pops like landline or landmine (boom)
vinyl be playing and i only say this
i hear they all s-d-sts
trying to buy my freedom that’s how capital made it
that’s how
apple to adam and apple to cherry pie
blow a kiss to my mother i swear she’s very nice
[chorus]
i spy (yeah)
and i won’t lie (can we just get a check on the…)
i’ve been guiding hands (turn that sh-t up)
through fire but i’m fine (yeah, yeah like that)
i spy (yeah just, turn that bit down)
and i won’t lie (yeah, yeah)
i’ve been guiding hands
through fire but i’m fine (w-we good, yeah, yeah, we good?)

[verse 2]
trigod try extinguish (try extinguish)
the fire and the flames that i spit to you in english (yah!)
the fire on the page like the fuel in my lungs
when i spit what i see, man your brain is a sponge
and shout out my man z (shout out)
and pop out of the whip
if you step to me with tactics
im busting your lip (b-tch)
if you tell me that i’m average
the name don’t fit
you can jack it to my girl
while i cum on her tits b-tch
t and z out to zion (out to zion)
fight that master raven that trigod to trigon (trigon n-gga)
if we standing at the edge let bygones be bye gone
you the end of a page, but i still write on
right on n-gga
right on
[outro]
“”besides i haven’t touched any kind of plane in six years”
“mr striker, i know nothing about flying but there’s one thing i do know
you’re the only one on this plane who could possibly fly it (alright that’s a wrap)
you’re the only chance we’ve-“”

- triandro

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