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letra de web we weave - will tell

[intro: block mccloud and mr. metaphor]
mr. metaphor: how we live, how we lead
block mccloud: [?]. [?]
mr. metaphor: we walked the road
block mccloud: left the road. left the tote. here, take it. break it

[hook: block mccloud and mr. metaphor] (x4)
the lives we lead, the web we weave, the bread we thieve
the road we take, the codes we break

[verse 1: block mccloud]
bring the drums. i will be done. i’ll sing this summer
and you’ll hum from here to kingdom come
i came like [?]. i kicked some -ss
whipped like lash, i licked her -ss [?], and flicked the ash
and bash your brains to make a name and take the reigns from satan’s claim
you feel aches and pains and bake in lakes of flame
i aim to please. my mane’ll squeeze
my stainless steeze will stain mcs
and make your brain debris and change degrees
below zero. we roll thick as brick
and bleed [to limit?] the sickest thieves, so victory
is mine. i speak in rhyme. you read between the lines
seeking yeast, y’all find i lead the blind
who can’t designed sight. i give. i live

[verse 2: mr. metaphor]
the time is now to find out how
i wind ‘em down and rhyme out loud. i’m kind of proud to
be the one who freed the sun, stars, and moons
i scarred your tombs in rides of doom
our lives resume and walk the road: new york to rome
to france, my poem advance like holding chants
i hold these stands. i stood and stand my ground
i hand them down, the random sound expand around
the globe. [who dock to row?]? my thoughts explode
i mold a mic. i told you, right? my soldiers strike

[hook: block mccloud and mr. metaphor] (x4)
the lives we lead, the web we weave, the bread we thieve
the road we take, the codes we break

[verse 3: block mccloud]
show me the money and dough we divvy. i know i’m privy
to serve you facts. we hurt new jacks
whose work is wack like the serpent back in eden
adam and eve, we had ‘em believing
lies. we lead the lives of thieves
for bread, we weave a website
and dead night. we shed light like headlights
i get nice, strike your softest spot
off the top like head lice, causing stink like dead mice
men go on pretending, tone condescending ‘til bombs descending
now you’re comprehending, you’re palms are sweating
it’s armageddon—we’re all just setting minds on lands
so mind your stance. no time to glance
i’ll blind your stance, bind your hands to find your plants
foil your rhyming chants. join us or soil your pants
hanging from coils, son, boils your skin
turmoil within destroy and begin again

[verse 4: mr. metaphor]
follow my path. i know the math of life
i laugh and joke for half a toke—i have to smoke
the antidote to chant the note. the fans will quote
and cheer—i hope you hear the foc-
us/is here to stroke your ear and free your mind
i read the [?] my lethal rhyme
the lives we lead, the web we weave, the bread we thieve
the road we take, the codes we break
the broken fake and hook. you shook to took
we take your cake you cook. you booked a date
yo, meet your fate. we clean your plate, we fiend to state
the facts. sit back, relax. the brooklyn ac’s

[hook: block mccloud and mr. metaphor] (x4)
the lives we lead, the web we weave, the bread we thieve
the road we take, the codes we break

[outro: sample from [?]]
oh, what a tangled web we weave
oh, what a tangled web we weave
oh, oh, what a tangled web we weave
well, first we practice to deceive

- will tell

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