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letra de the last dance (time) - whoiam (mike c.)

part 1
…whatever is playing right here, that sh-t is hot!
bruh, go back. you gotta go back
i don’t know bruh, you gotta go back

you know…

[verse 1: whoiam]
put my dream inside the pillar
won’t look back
buy my woman ring and rock it up like cooked crack
things i never seen like opportunities confined in my alignment
waiting on the day that i get my assignment
like let these n-ggas know the flow been idle for seconds
i let the seconds meet forever
turn the clock when i’m stepping
but in the opposite direction
dr. brown in delorean
the blessing pouring in by the time that thе chorus end
now let the corе begin
shake the game and i sort it out
this style of mine is rare
i’m raising stakes like a porterhouse
homies watching from above
he just copped us a quarter ounce
exposing the jugular
tell mufasa to let him pounce
expecting the specters rounds
this verse be my final breath
i got they heads spinning before and after the vinyl sets
this sh-t for everybody on the census that decide to use they senses and listen
divine intervention
[chorus: whoiam]
now rip the page
take it straight up to the bank and cash out
mama bills paid
see the balance, she pass out
won’t need a new range or a new chain
see my lyrics and my spirit amass clout
remember the dark don’t last too long
when god’s light shine all through your bones
oh this time
it’s my time
my time

[verse 2: whoiam]
blow the truth in front your face
i see you sneezing on the facts
been spitting bout the struggle since my very first track
been heavy since the day my daddy chevy rolled away
and he pulled up to heaven’s gates
throw the keys over the edge for me
they ran up in my mama house
don’t see the feds coming
puppets keep playing with the string
gon’ be a dead dummy
i got two nephews and a niece
one little brother in the streets
another one younger than him
i know they all look up to me
climb on my shoulders
i’ll stay down a little longer for ya
you headed in the wrong direction
flip the manga cover
i’ll master this and switch it up like i was donald glover
popping beats like granny candy
you begging for another
searching for me
that’s just another stunt
extend the high so i connect the blunts
hol’ up
i pray you turning up the volume
i promise that i’ll call you
but today i’m trying to get paid
[chorus: whoiam]
now rip the page
take it straight up to the bank and cash out
mama bills paid
see the balance, she pass out
won’t need a new range or a new chain
see my lyrics and my spirit amass clout
remember the dark don’t last too long
when god’s light shine all through your bones
oh this time
it’s my time
my time

[verse 3: keanue]
is this what you want
facing demons like i’m motherf-ckin’ facing blunts
comprehende
b-tch n-gga
lace the mein leche on the b-tch temple
its like the raspberry ice cream huckleberry finndigo
realest sh-t you ever heard
weakest sh-t i ever wrote
imma let it scope
turn a opp into a silhouette
sing soliloquies up in my head
while b-tches riding d-ck
with the the, uh
reaping of grim rappers
gave that b-tch some bars
she started to spit backwards
b-tches riding brooms like harry potter and hogwarts and hagrid
i’m a flashy sun getting swept by this golden state rapture
west to east she still take the first seed
regurgitate it please without rehearsing
scenes of filibuster keaton
playing in our he-rs-s
genes full of busted greens
i ain’t got no f-cking worries
[chorus: whoiam]
rip the page
take it straight up to the bank and cash out
mama bills paid
see the balance, she pass out
won’t need a new range or a new chain
see my lyrics and my spirit amass clout
remember the dark don’t last too long
when god’s light shine all through your bones
oh this time
it’s my time
my time

part 2
ah f-ck, you was recording?
f-ck!
to the bank…

[chorus 2: whoiam]
stop.. get back
i can’t quit that
prime.. miss that
all my missteps on my mind
big facts
all my thoughts feel like a crime
wish that
i could just wake up and shine
tired of waiting
am i just waisting my time
one and only are you mine

[verse: whoiam]
lately i feel like n0body down to ride for me
but i got people take the rib right out they side for me
i hate to ask ’em
they say motherf-ck the pride homie
soon as they pass it i’m passive
don’t show my face from the casket
i’m still ashamed from the last
got some brothers that pull up and smoke me down with they last
with every toke i pray they know
that we go back like micheal jackson moonwalking
i’d open any threshold if i knew its you knocking
i got problems i just can’t reveal
if i do
the pain metathesize
fester
grow inside
then that make it real
i can see the look upon your face and just can’t deal
need a change of pace
hold my breath, blunt to the face
remind my ass to exhale
i’m dying inside
the days and nights when things were right
my mom and pops on crestline
my sister held me tight
swear nothing in the world could touch me
some point in time
life dropped the dime
lost in a haze of cussing
chicken, burgers, one stove burner
no real room of my own
but despite all the adversity
my house was a home
d sigma theta, starch, and prayer
things my mama condone
you know the demons sing the loudest when they got you all alone
but thank god above
the sunlight shining through the curtains
when the nightmares had you hurting
take the cake
people deserting
combine the love
reach out and touch your day one n-ggas
tranquilize the hateful triggers
take the time
i came from the mud
each step as grimy as the one before
this pain is chronic
smoking constant like its medical
that chain around your neck
you frozen
you can’t let it go
but i can’t tell you sh-t if i don’t know

stop.. get back
i can’t quit that
time.. miss that
tired of waiting all the time
big facts
am i just waisting my time
wish that
i could just wake up and
i could just wake up and shine

- whoiam mike c

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