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letra de days past - verbal mcmahon

[goodfellas intro]

[verse]
when the night falls, the predators are out to prey
my grandma told me “never trust n0body, always pray”
that’s more for you i thought, i rather rely on myself
& write my own tales, ya ride the coattails
peace to the fallen with the toe tags, i hope your soul last
sometimes i wonder how i ain’t under, defeat the program
the system, somehow amidst the needle pops
& c0ke drags you missed em
the young nomad, rome mad for wisdom
sick & tired of the ism-schism
i saw the vision as a child, roll with villains in the wild
i seen a rally, it only caused division in the crowd
the devil happy, i’m sorry i ain’t visit in a while
this mental prison, indecision cramping my style
looking forward to smoking fat, to poking cat, i’m holding back
my heart broken, how you cope with that?
how you live with it? prolly die from it, try & hide from it
try & run from it, you gettin nowhere, it’s unfair
it’s a cold world, just breathe the cold air yeah
show respect but never show fear, embrace the challenge
i place the malice on a paper in the raven’s talons
shake the balance of the planet up, can’t waste the talent
amazin ballads in a asian palace
one chalice turn to gallons, now you all drink, you all stink
aroma of the dead, you ain’t alive, that’s what you all think

[hook]
golden thought inside my mind, where the raw is born
you prolly only catch a glimpse of me before i’m gone
what lies ahead is only truth, that’s all i’m speakin on
& all the days past are lessons, every night evolve

[verse]
behold the sire, street attire, fire spoke to me; moses
poured poison in the vase for roses
focus out of focus, turn the lights on, roaches
take the pain in doses, snakes python, atrocious
supposedly the dopest like tyson through the ropes in
the ring, taking swings at typhon, the boldest
greek god similar, gotta make it to heaven
i need god’s signature, defeat god sinister
keep god prisoner, the ransom through the roof
i’m seeking answers, more than half of ya claim he the truth right?
so rude right? but you can’t blame the youth right?
raiden with the thunder strike or yet again, zeus like
racist tie his noose tight, strangest when the fruit ripe
anxious to make the majors, dodge cages in this zoo life
travel by the moonlight, by high noon i start my new life
make extravaganza out of stanzas, rome savannas
duck the hammers, dirty dianas, your b-tch enamored
i’m spittin propaganda to the cameras, what?!
spanish sl-ts let me have their guts
still this planet sucks, i’m bout to vanish up, vanish up
i’m surrounded by you average f-cks
in my habits stuck, i’m steamin, dreamin of a lavish tux
soon to brandish bucks, castle up
for now i cook & make savage cuts
& look to bring the madness up, what

- verbal mcmahon

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