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letra de boxing with fate - waterr & machacha

[verse]
remember bein’ young, wanna grow fast, don’t know the task plan
k!ll a man with no shoulder pads, a culture clash
palm across your face, treat you like ostertag
a champ ain’t supposed to brag, expectin’ victories, dip to ocean ave
santa monica down to venice beach, new york when i’m in the east
birthed in chicago, home is the remedy
long from dependency, n0body helped, it was really me
due to respect, i gained some connects, now makin’ history
labels ain’t figure me, unstable, cardio injury
audio centerpiece, set the party formal with enemies
notin’ they tendencies, throw p-ssy, they play polygamy
sent them a couple misses for they misery, my intention’s good energy
i plot on adventures, huntin’ dollars relentless
look, i’m a father, provide the religion
man, suprises, i give in, open yo’ eyes, recognize your decision
what come with that is the vibe you was willin’
despise the free lunch, distributin’ poison inside your green punch
burnin’ good herbals rolled inside of tree trunks, always promised to be blunt
high level of honor, could never debunk
sharks and piranhas slidin’ while y’all be drunk, was live and now yo’ t–th slumped
it never was worth it, frame a picture ain’t perfect
dangerous livin’ can mimic the circus
wrote my lyrics in cursive, hopin’ you feel it when i’m spittin’ these verses
ancestral spirits help pivot my purpose, askin’ what’s the meanin’
for cash, we give a jab to a clucker fiendin’
they undercovers, sucker, that judge ain’t lenient, your girl told you, “f-ck convenience”
that scholarship handle, she was a g*nius
i earn, i never beg ’til i rise like the phoenix
opend eyes on them demons, weapon supply, exercise the agreement
battle with self, a never-endin’ season
to the pros from collegian, that was the goal, started scorin’ on defense
lost in a sequence, my office was tweakin’
[chorus]
i got tired of waitin’, had to go get a plate
i walked through all that bullsh-t, they got around in them skates
seem like i’m caught in a ring, and now i’m boxin’ with fate
would hate to build it up and threw it away, it away, it away
got tired of waitin’, had to go get a plate
i walked through all that bullsh-t, they got around in them skates
seem like i’m caught in a ring, and now i’m boxin’ with fate
would hate to build it up and threw it away, it away, it away

[outro]
oh, yeah, but, man, ayy, ayy
for me, i’ma tell you some real sh-t though
for me, it’s somethin’ spiritual in the writin’ process
yeah, puttin’ it actually down, you know what i’m sayin’?

- waterr machacha

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