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letra de no english - uiq

uiq the one and only

chorus

my hands up so stop ya shootin
don’t cut me down like ya racism, rooted
watch ya step ain’t no survivors
cause other n-ggas got booted
by a rap mcgyver
yall out here stompin bases
like ya last name ruth
i’m out here taking chances
cause i got the juice
8but they got the noose
been keeping the truth
and we hanging fruit
but we not low enough
verse 1:
a systematic mind set
that’s why they be stalking
pouncing on our fathers, taken down aggressively
throwing many into violent propensity
add in a degree, from any university
but it don’t seem to mattеr
to the .3, seconds after
thе cl!ck trigger, disfigure, disaster
ditch dug covered in plaster
after the fact, the after attack
taken aback, by the bad blues
red fumes
got me purp infused
perp refused, said no plea’s
lacking manners
no just confused
can you even see me
nah you can’t see nun
cuz you been a pun, actually a parody
don’t make me son you and reveal the dad in me
so put respect to me or you end up a tragedy

chorus
my hands up so stop ya shootin
don’t cut me down like ya racism rooted
watch ya step ain’t no survivors
cause other n-ggas got booted
by a rap mcgyver
yall out here stompin bases
like ya last name ruth
im out here taking chances
cause i got the juice
but they got the noose
been finding the truth
and we hangin fruit
but we just got lower
verse 2:
cuz we running, fighting
k!llin all others
we showin up in places they didn’t want us
the white house, and ya baby’s sweet 16
cuz omg becky is having a mean streak
clean freak dressed in chic
constantly consuming cause consumerism
and overly draggin humorisms
doing to much if i say it shorter
uiq out here dipped in water
staying hydrated with the flow
high maintenance with the flow
low patience watchu know
no lack of wave in my flow
coming of tide change ya clothes
it’s a tsunami hold ya nose
just jonny hold the phone
told the tone to tone it down
gold is good if you ground it down
makin a mountain outta mound
bound to hit the top, stop you can’t go higher
lyin like i wasn’t flyer, got the eye of the tiger
tired over tired i retired

verse 3:

my mission is holy
my eyes kaleidoscope
kinda like
a blind pope
and a mishap with smoke
a lost form from a toke
a soul for sale
conform or fail, confirm ya bail
confirming your conformation
consuming the consummation
praising the lord
but still buggin, hailing satan
shots hittin high, dey called no flagrant
cops spoutin lies, all they victims, vagrants

- uiq

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