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letra de underground airplay - vinny lane

[parris chariz]
tell em that we in here(hair) n i ain’t sellin’ rogain
boy you get ate, split you up now you like 4 lames
i mean what i say n i neva heard you touché
i’m bringing fros back & still pick whatever you play uhh
rip the shows rest in peace to nikes
i plead the fifth on why i squeeze the mic
put the balance on the rock and hope that jesus right
& the flow getting nice, like that’s what jesus write
now im back up out the tomb track heat smell the fumes
took the city off my back like ion play for me to lose
pick and roll to the studio, dish it like cabinets
drive to the cup and then i dunk that’s a smash hit
i smash this
beat the beat up with no hooks like im c-ssius
im back stage breaking leg so tell me where the cast is
clip full of scenes and i even got the cast in
its madness director throw the flag in uhh
ready to blow im moon walking next to landmines
jesus own the sky i took the ride so now the land mine
was dancing with devil two stepping next to h-ll
put a bat across his chest and they thought he was christian bale
floating above surface the plan was take the jail out
old me shipwrecked i showboat before i sail(sell) out
i sale out and nine states big dreaming with my estate
and when the stakes(steaks) get high im a1 up on the plate
place ya bets on the best that’s g.o.d
and boy i got it on lock and i never sold keys
these rappers messing up conciseness
my verses on a continent
they wouldn’t be on top if i sold em for a condiment
what the problem is im just being honest
school dudes like a scholarship, yeah
dream ‘ketchers

[hook]

[vinny lane]
they want that cold flow
lemme give em a blizzard//
cut from a different cloth
he hold the scissors
never touched the scriptures
till my dawg had me on the word he read
no clifford//
used smoke an o and hit the z, no wizard//
so mister
understand
i never thought i would see today
never thought i would be today
so like a young omarion
ball out on these raps
i b2k//
after everything i go through
i so new
old friends like i know you
old me like i no you
tryna help others, have them like vanna white
giving me those i o us
wasting my life, idle time
now i invest in the word, bible time
shoot for my dreams, that’s rifle time
champion, t-tle time
still careful
cause i can be so busy it becomes idol time
who do you worship
what is your purpose
4 walls and churches, (or)
people in service//
wolf wanting purchase
sheep on the surface
i’m never nervous
cause i know who has the crown
so if they just a clown
soon they’ll be back to the circus
back to the circuit
of rhyme schemes
to climb high like jack and no giant
is stopping my beans//
shine bright, high beams//
and completely destroy the walls they try and cage us in, watch this crime scene//
no criminal
critical
you listen to every syllable
cause i get lyrical
not to show you my pinnacle
but speak on the original
biblical
who some play like he’s fictional
mythical
pitiful
am i the only one that finds it quizzical
he’s the king of kings, literal
still they question the princ-p-l on his princ-p-ls
cause they don’t see the spiritual
as the physical
still he loves us unconditional
unthinkable we could be forgivable
after our wrong against him
we should be miserable
no minions still despicable
good doctor, salvation in the clinical
fixable, in grace livable
in this miracle
so the one and only god gets my vote
no political//

- vinny lane

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