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letra de 828 - yakisoba

[verse 1]
uhh
the kids a phenome, the missing human genome
a cryptid in the streets
a vagrant wandering the scene on
a warm summer night, up in the midst of july
super-soaker filled with acid, twenty dollars by the waist side
shooters down by south side, posted up by single stop
i’m waiting on b money to hit me back and now i’m pulling up
illing out at night, sewer surfing with the sharks
imma ghost in the mist, imma vanish in the dark
word up
and tread light when you see them man
stunting in the streets, hear the beats, kicking with your mans
fitted ill equipping with the weaponry to k!ll your clans
tryna get this brеad, now follow thru it’s time to hit the plans
jumpin’ off the balcony and hit thе ground running
strap my shoes on, gun it
down the block, that’s where we stunting
motherf-cker crunch the budget, ‘cos the skrilla isn’t coming
so we’ll make a couple junts, this the sound of the summer

[chorus]
from the 410 to 828, let me hold it down
motherf-cker hold it down, motherf-cker hold it down
from the 410 to 828, you can hit my line
don’t be on some bullsh-t and maybe you can hit my line
from the 410 to 828 or six-feet underground
got a pocket full of stoges and my lungs full of clouds
with the prose and the pounds, on the mic i’m around
soba with them jawns, slinging tapes underground
[verse 2]
and these the scriptures for the layman
lowest common denominators is what i’m paid man
pack of camel blues and folgers in the mug
i’m starving so i gotta get my money up or something
finna join the 27 club or sooner how i’m doing it
that’s true as sh-t, i’m moving, crusing, gooning on some moody sh-t
back at school i’m truant, never plotted out or studious
so now i’m tryna formulate some schemes for living boujee, sh-t
sh-t
but that is all just a pipedream
catch me down by middle earth puffing on that pipe weed
i see my schemes ain’t gonna do ’em nicely
raise your motherf-cking hands to the beat
i might be on some clouted type adjacent
soon i’m gonna be complacent
but for now i’m in the alley, jonesing for a hit of kratom
hit the pack and now i’m bugging on the beat i do it rugged
this the boom-bap protocol with how i run it

[chorus]
from the 410 to 828, let me hold it down
motherf-cker hold it down, motherf-cker hold it down
from the 410 to 828, you can hit my line
don’t be on some bullshish and maybe you can hit my line
from the 410 to 828 or six-feet underground
got a pocket full of stoges and my lungs full of clouds
with the prose and the pounds, on the mic i’m around
soba with them jawns, slinging tapes underground
word up

- yakisoba

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