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letra de queue & community - tripp hipp

relax. -tape plays-
calm silence, violence on the horizon
her eyes on me she can see that i ain’t lying
inner thoughts is trifling
tryna make ends meet, but as soon as we tie em we stepped on by societies cleats
they cut clean like a cleaver
god closes his door and smokes some reefer
opens his windows to air it out
we soar into the trap like birds
he’s choosing the route
butchers our doubt
we’re calm in the cage
raging to perform on stage
you’re in the spotlight
let the light shine
don’t rewind your mind
we’re doing fine

if you fly away today, okay
don’t say you’re coming back
unless you’ve changed
sober lies are community’s chains
dust we are, grains against the machine
life stained from sorrowed misery

the white rabit of rap with a hat
never pausing to smell the roses
turtle caught up, certain the curtain was closing
posing, you a wily coyote
i’m more a wascaly wabbit overdosing
on peyote listening to jodi high-roller my habit
rapid rabbid with rabbies
playing with lyrical babies
maybe you know cash but i come from the bottom of the food chain
rob… the hate-chain
…the hate train’s throwing shade
now that i’m in the fast lane
the rap game just gained an untamed
unleashed beast high off kief
im shameless crazy, save me from myself
grew up around wealth
had a friend meet her end fiend of heroin
i don’t spit, i vomit the rainbow
watch the dough go linkin park out the window
empty crimson dripping from my wrists
i just made the hidden hitlist
society

- tripp hipp

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