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letra de sundown - vi seconds

[producer tag: omarcameup]
omar on the come up!

[verse 1: vi seconds]
yo
you gotta go through it to grow through it
letting deep cuts bleed out just won’t do it
not accepting all of my scars was so stupid
had me with pain on the inside like bone bruises
now i’m numb to it, airdrop the warrior’s hands
reborn and they scared, i draw blood then i coast through it
we built different, my lady’s bad, your ho’s [?]
drop your top in your drop top, now you both roofless
mind blown, no evidence. you and the tech was both clueless
treat your dome like the glass ceiling and broke through it
i am the show, and i always show improvement, building
you behind the fence watching the home improvemеnt, brick by brick
i watch your decline, slip by slip
ain’t a secrеt that i’m fire i hear it lit by lip
sitting calm watching commas flow in, flip by flip
while your stock dropping, investors dipping dip by dip
lotta n-ggas took time to try stopping vi
now watch the monster pop up like the omnitrix

this is more than a slap on the wrist, this is capital punishment
back in a function to cause your malfunction and laugh
as you kicked to a plummet, you fall when i’m buckin’ it
and i hope your rope snaps when you’re bungeeing
my d-ck what you jumping from
it’s acid you jumping in
get cut like you punching in
i’m just hurting, filling you with holes like the shoes you running in
roaches in the kitchen, i’m getting head in a villa
i love whips and chains like the s-x ain’t vanilla
and the s-x ain’t vanilla, you stressed that i’m that n-gga
see karma ain’t a b-tch, it’s a mirror, i be hearing
all the backhanded compliments, y’all hungry for a name
i be round you comfy knowing you won’t snuff me any place
all that vomit in your mouth, till i buck it in your face
all that blood in your grill gon’ be f-ckin up your chains
remember i’m the great, if i said it, it’s in place
it’s ironic y’all food and all my seconds getting ate
y’all don’t see seconds getting ate, y’all eatin, all that bloodsuckin
now you mothaf-ckas step into the state
flow rare, sh-t get bl–dy like the center of a- unh
when i’m bangin with the hammer like i’m tenderizing steak
godzilla out the water, when i step you gettin’ shakes
i’m the n-gga executing moves from tekken on your face
lookin’ back, i’m a couple grades better than a great
she ain’t aiming to be better, she ain’t get a second date, n-gga
i hear your songs and i drag ’em to the trash
delete your catalog and keep your verses in the drafts
green thumb from breakin’ loud, blue fingers from the cast
something pretty on her stomach, glass balanced on her ass
i be sippin’ chardonnay with the shorty you in love with
a smile and a penny i can take your heart away i’m with the f-ck sh-t
your idols are some people i do lunch with
don’t ask me for a feature cause i’m way out of your budget
i’m something
always up to something
hands on the grip behind my back like “i ain’t doin’ nothing.”
picture day. headshots: the canon is dumping
flashed in your face, going red like you blushing
my name heavy, when callin’ you all get k!lled
cause all my n-ggas lactose like almond milk
everything i won was sk!lled, i’m beyond rebuilt
i carry weight, how the f-ck you think my arms got built?
spin your block, pop, like i’m wearing a kilt
i move smooth, what i’m wearing is silk. are you dumb?
all that lip till i split it got you leaving with a cleft
i be takin’ what i want, you be leaving with what’s left
don’t be claimin’ you got heart unless you say it with your chest
oh this pump? not for asthma, it’ll take away your breath
unless it’s ‘bout a snack, don’t say you gettin’ checks
if you did, then seeing’ all this money wouldn’t get you flexed
my flow stagnant then i focus
rewired my mind potent
for my home i’m hope on eye like bifocals
bad habits since adolescence, grew up in the nine’s smokin
all black new [?] by theirs, silence when i stroll in
one eye like a cyclops, they
bootleg and try clonin’
weave in and out of psychosis when i’m flowin
creatin’ what y’all cope with
listen and it’s osmosis
pain of growth, now on the daily i’m toastin’
to my wins, cause my ways made lives change
my wave from my aches and my strains
tears drippin’ and dryin’ all on my kanyes
now look at my face
i rest my case

[outro: vi seconds]
y’all n-ggas was sleepin!
this the wake-up call, n-gga
i’m different. and y’all can’t say the same
the darkest night, n-gga

sundown

- vi seconds

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