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letra de shattered earth. - yin the reaper

[intro]
how would you like to be
the [?]
how would you like to be
[?]

[verse]
i feel the world is crumblin’
it’s soil where i plant my feet
[?] humblin’
when the world is out your reach
[?]
wish i never touched the tree
but i’m never mumblin’
on the wax is where i speak
so let’s get to specifics
lemme paint you a image
all the pain and the black corpses
left lyin’ in street
i guess abuse is now enforcement
i was ridin’, police
had to pull me over
ask about me and see
if i was even lеgal
whatchu’ talkin’ bout [?]
wasn’t sh-t illegal
i wasn’t high but he reachеd
for his walkie-talkie
callin’ buddies and backup
he said “sir, don’t you act up”
inside of the whip
so i told him nothin’
wasn’t trappin’ or nothin’
but he was mad and assumin’
i guess my brown skin troubled him
lookin’ up inside my wheel
i feel that it would comfort him
to leave me in the grave
i’m thinkin’ now i know what’s up with him
i didn’t get my sentence in
they pulled me out the car
hands behind your back!
now they slam me on the hood
dude tried to touch my sack
so i kicked him in the foot
he’s resistin’ arrest!
and that’s some sh-t that i hate
why i’m tryin’ my best
but i’m sealin’ my fate
i thought they was ’bout to k!ll me, dog
i prayed to god
i thought about me in a synagogue
og pulled up, tires screechin’ on the asphalt
i thought that heaven was a liar
this the last call
now we screamin’ at the pigs [?]
and started flippin’ sh-t
let my homie go
he shoutin’ for me, knows i’m innocent
they couldn’t find the contraband
unlockin’ the cuffs
i walked out with his [?]
but it shattered [?] my ego
made me think of my homies
thought that i wouldn’t see ’em
made me think of my mama
would she cry and be broken?
if she knew that her son
was just k!lled for a scheme
you just guilty by association
why you appropriatin’
culture that ain’t yours
f-ck the money, you’ll make more
if you stay by the lakeshore
and pray for the way your
broken heart used to beat
now i’m thinkin’ i’ll stay for
the dreams i need to reach
i don’t need your opinion of
the goals i need to see [?]
if you think that you a sittin’ duck
then change is out your reach
b-tch, i’m [?]

- yin the reaper

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