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letra de global positioning system (feat. xplain d don) - wave-particle duality

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verse 1 [xplain d don]:

hey yo i’m bringing you the business like i’m transporting a group of flies
xplain d don, the emcee that they eulogize
me & some super guys, push your crew aside
quick to brutalize a wack rapper son, yea it’s do or die
sneak-attacking on these nerds, leave em too surprised
sn-tch the earth underneath their feet, that’s a feudal crime
ladies man, never womanize
take his trophy wife, leave him sober how i shook her pride
out in leipzig, dining on spaghetti with some vikings & a dime piece who’ a pisces
fly casinos, where the boys be rolling the dice in, or -n-lyzing cryptocurrency prices
over wild herbs & budweiser, flavored cigarillos got me smelling like a scented bonfire
been dumb now i’m much wiser, another player in the game that is soon to be an umpire
using my charms was part of the plan, & yea it got me fans in the south of j-pan
cos yo! that night that i got popped with a loaded pistol, i never thought i’d regenerate like yoshimitsu
recompense for my deeds, cos my soul was sinful, or was it karma tryna to tell me that the globe’s deceitful
i really can’t tell son, but i know this sh-t’s true
i slay mortals on a beat, plus my flows is lethal

verse 2 [plasthic slash]:

b-tch h-rny, she want me, she wanna score me
f-cked a thousand, 8 hundred and ninety-nine before me
hammered plenty men, i’m her mcm, roman numeral
love smoke but needs a dutch coach, that’s koeman’s funeral
the banny pure, her manicure straight out the magazine
long nails on both hands, she play out the nazarene
no urge to go to church like there’s none in paris
her name’s liz, she anti-christ but her son’s a baptist
lives with his dad in prague, that’s the czech republic
her crib very lovely, bed is polished but the deck refurbished
old tunes, smoke fumes, she a winner with poems
ring tone, nina simone, said to give her the phone
ex-calling, dress falling, gave her flavoury dome
cherry dips, strawberry lips fore i gave her the bone
spoke in tongues and she replied in body language
soon as the c-ck was brandished, it vanished, she ate like she was famished
blood racing, love making with lots of noise pollution
it’s all from her but not without boy’s collusion
hour later, she asking in my crew, am i the lone igbo
but i only pillow talk at tha vitafoam depot
same night, hit the south of france, nice and monaco
next day, i’m out of france, greece then bamako
gold pendants, i’m with descendants of mansa musa
and one’s a dancer susan that keeps saying her man’s a loser

verse 3 [mic priest]:

peep the new wave, touché, kicks suede
shooting dice, watch cool as ice and blue faced
blowing on costly sh-t, whips fueled by butane
chains on hands and feet like we move slaves

holiday trips to all sorts of places
foreign exchanges regardless what the rate is
jerry sadowitz the way i play tricks
chains and whips excite her, the dominatrix

fly for easy jet so i sail to bucharest
truly blessed eating salads dressed with vinaigrette
cute to death most respect but a few neglect
she’s hot so i beat box like doug e fresh

white sneakers and wife beater so the muscle flex
posted on street corners don’t tell me who hustle best
your girl a fresh squeeze like crumpled text
to the chicken heads, no feathers i ain’t ruffled yet

eating steak dinners, this is good living
mood lifting, your frame splitter when the flame flicker
the food smell rich sh-llfish and oysters fried
necklace glean from excess cream, i’m moisturized

we all know the game is sold not told
raw flows, those who dig me, struck gold
they heard of me from germany to tuscany
my girl know i’m an eye candy but sucker free

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