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letra de see your hands - viceversah

[verse 1: viceversah]
see, i come and slice the beat like a master chef
live life with no fear like i mastered death
give strife to those here; who wanna clash with this?
my pen writin’s so clear like i cashed a check
ash a spliff, crack a beck’s
so nice that it hurts, i’m a m-s-ch-st
that’s the price, but it’s worth it
’cause every time i’m writin’ these verses
you know vice is catchin’ wreck
through your speaker, i could go on a heater
gеt you to follow the leader, purе drinking vodka in liters
and i be ballin’ the weed up
and droppin’ knowledge like the bhagavad gita
if you need an idea of how we “livin’ la vida”
could it get any sweeter? i stay
leanin’ like pisa, serve you like a subpoena
we need you just like you need us
we feed you just like you feed us
so put your hands to the ceiling and n0body can defeat us!
[chorus: viceversah]
see, i don’t wanna have to ask if you feelin’ this
i just wanna see your hands were the ceiling is
put the roof up, show me how real it is
my people get it live while i’m k!llin’ this
see, i don’t wanna have to ask if you feelin’ this
i just wanna see your hands were the ceiling is
put the roof up, show me how real it is
show me how real it is

[verse 2: reks]
yeah
let me show you how real it is, deal with this life sh-t
vise-grip a mic with rice, the daily vice’s wife split
feelin’ lifeless, i just architect
the archetype, author right, often like mornin’, night
never return, i burn holes in the lungs
flows from the tongue flung a la gun
all of them lay beneath, lay a wreath, say a brief eulogy
ruger be elevated on my shoulder plates usually
in the booth i be truth [?] beef
paul pierce instrumentals
pallbearer to your mental, you deceased
brain-dead numb, let them come one, come all
i don’t wanna have to ask if you feelin’ this, f-ck ’em all
i f-ck with a baller with a ball-point
all points leadin’ to the ceiling, middle finger you’re feelin’
scribble lyrical healin’s for the dyin’, i’m applyin’
my vitamins in the [?] sense, word life for real, fam!
[chorus: viceversah]
see, i don’t wanna have to ask if you feelin’ this
i just wanna see your hands were the ceiling is
put the roof up, show me how real it is
my people get it live while i’m k!llin’ this
see, i don’t wanna have to ask if you feelin’ this
i just wanna see your hands were the ceiling is
put the roof up, show me how real it is
show me how real it is
see, i don’t wanna have to ask if you feelin’ this
i just wanna see your hands were the ceiling is
put the roof up, show me how real it is
my people get it live while i’m k!llin’ this
see, i don’t wanna have to ask if you feelin’ this
i just wanna see your hands were the ceiling is
put the roof up, show me how real it is
show me how real it is

- viceversah

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