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letra de lift off - trigue

verse 1
excuse me if i’m p-ssed off/
they tried to step all on my shoulder blades/
and tried to hold me down in shallow water like the everglades/
but i’m a deep sea swimmer, took all my cl-sses/
got certified to dive down deeper than you b-st-rds/
the sh-t i see at low tide, i’m tryna raise it higher/
need to peep this with both eyes, the ashes in the fire/
they not burning all the books but you forgetting sh-t exists/
i’m in between a scholar and asking chicks to show me t-ts/
it’s a think line; walk it, it’s a strange game; talk it/
if you claim to have a voice, open mouth and f-cking bark it/
park it otherwise, if you ain’t really tryna say sh-t/
stay stiff and shine the f-cking tires on my sp-ceship/
i ain’t happy here, won’t do it another year/
not losing another tear, not looking back in the rear/
you gon’ think i knew the future when all of this is over/
yo i think i hear the motor/

hook
it’s time to lift off/
turn it up and let me lift off/
spark it up and let me lift off/
light it up and let me lift off/
count it down now/
5, 4, 3, 2, 1

verse 2
my story ain’t special, you done heard the sh-t before/
sometimes i had cheese, other times we were poor/
i’ve lived in a little country house with a porch/
and i’ve lived in a shelter, screams outside the door/
used to play ball/
used to block for c. harris and b. clayton while we ran up the score/
momma was a soldier, poppa was a ch0r-/
didn’t hear from the n-gga for 8 years or more/
caught up around 14, we still working sh-t out/
but that’s another story for another day and time/
i grew up everywhere and i know everybody/
take a piece of each of them immortalize ‘em in my rhyme/
i speak for the speechless, reach never regress/
live between lines like i’m walking through a battlefield/
observe all the scr-pes on my shield/
all i got is pens and a flow you can feel/

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verse 3
if i could take time back, i would not change a god d-mn thing/
no regrets, no tattered puppet strings/
attached to bad memories, or good ones either/
know where you come from, but live like a leader/
next step, next rep, say it with your chest boy/
if the first one fails, flip to the next ploy/
sometimes before you build, you have to destroy/
so we tearing down the whole foundation/

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