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letra de 50-bar exchange - wave-particle duality

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verse 1 [mic priest]:

i’m so distressed, the game is a hopeless mess
i deduced it, the music is so regressed
spoke to heads, false hope, most perplexed
doctors quote suggest blowing cess to cope with stress
i show boat, provoke and choke hold the best
you dont know the flows cold as the note profess
n-ggas get salty when your dough progress
so many beef undone had to smoke the chef
broke the neck rappers, put his flow to test
poke his vest with a bayonet that’ll choke his breath
sn-tch his life cos he grabbed the mic, couldn’t show finesse
green is slow and less? i’ll blow the lead cos the code is red
lose sleep when i let loose on loose leaves
better than who? me? dude please
opponents catch cold feet when i hold heat full squeeze
they fade away like dwayne wade when he shoot 3s
i move clean with a smart approach, smack your coach and you wacks to toast when i bruise teams
check the steps, get respect but a few scheme
on tracks my train of thoughts off the rails when i blew steam
my counterpart’s bars are sharp
hails from the darkest parts
let’s the ratchet spark at the target marked
shoes camo, full ammo when the ruger shoot
magazines around the waistline like a hula hoop
i drive by with my riders deep
shotgun! like they contesting to be next to the drivers seat
gangsters move in silence, the chauffeur discreet
all that gun talk and gang signs, you won’t prefer to speak
strike first, the pipe jerk when the fight burst
spit a hype verse, the mic sparks, that’s light work
the knife murks, the blade scr-pe off where it might hurt
white tee likely turned brightly red striped shirt
you snake to jakes and feds to stay ahead
i lift or plead the fifth, you piece of sh-t fakes is dead
jump to conclusions taking legal steps, statement read
i took a leap of faith and hoped to break a leg
magic priest grabbed the piece and the safety fled
n-ggas in haitian dreads squeeze till his face is red
spark the trigger, father figures get traced with lead
grazed his head, beef brewing, the stakes were raised instead
catch the picture, father figures, they upped the bar
blazed the trail, paved the way for the current stars
it’s like etch a sketch, bodies crossed in chalk
connect the dots, saw the battle line i was forced to draw
raging swordsman, gained endors-m-nts from ogs
you know me, stroke heat where dot from the scope leads
none left standing, clutch the pipe back
caught red handed waving, the piece talk, no white flag

verse 2 [plasthic slash]:
lyrical pugilist, dude is rich, scram if you poor
damage your jaw, watch you weep like sammy kuffour
when i sn-tch victory, every human’s got a black history
how he script to beats officially a rap mystery
for years been squeezing tecs, seasoned vet like doctor pol
all star team or p-rnstar dream? f-ck your goal
the flow i bring fractures your lower limbs, plural action
i’m not just pulling your legs like femoral traction
assassin, harassing magic lamps, i play aladdin
then speak of the experience like adefarasin
malarial pills, valyrean steel, the sick swordsman
late cigarette, night stick like big boss man
k!lla bee mic surgeon on a sting operation
emcees my skin coloration down to a thin population
it’s the king’s coronation, just follow the tire tracks
dyslexic parishioner forced to read the riot act
heavy sword inside the chevy, amma cut the chase
won’t spare your blushes, knife brings blood to your face
a million man march is just part pisces part aries
could make flex drop the bomb like isis at paris
buzz me for ecs, rolling with a dozen connects
randy somnambulist strolling with the cousin of death
check, these n-ggas on my naira notes be making funny faces
got me laughing to the bank, lawyers withdraw the cases
photophobic photobomber following paparazzi
shot up a g-y bar with boys dancing like bacha bazi
candid crook, time travel to sandy hook and save the children
could shoot my rhymes from 32 floors up and make a k!lling
stole birdman’s ladder, the only time i took baby steps
crazy vet, jump to conclusions without a safety net
or trampoline, italian chaffeur keeps the lambo clean
gang history, check for the first blood, it’s not a rambo scene
rap liaison, dark shades on like shina peters
jeepers creepers, should take a break and sip my bitters
skip the hot ale, switch to c-cktail, that’s a daiquiri
on pro tools, i’m going postal to stamp out wackery
you know the drill, i hold the steel and show me sk!lls like marksmen
n-ggas is scared to death, double entendre, they’re past tense
real m-th-f-cker, like crash dummies i smash mummies who act bummy and stash money in bras, honey
pass bacardi in caddies, your b-tch be like, “that’s my daddy”
smash my car into an a.p.c. building to crash the party
grazing bill? bullet must have just missed o’reilly
e dey crase me still, i’m screaming f-ck this society
march ’07 playboy, chic on that very magazine
issa bae like umm..mary magdalene
i done get better benz, different gals hug or kiss me
they just fair weather friends, recent pals of bobrisky
the clothes cost cheddar, the leather is too imperial
i’m staying fresh to death, and fresh to the muslim burial

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