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kenson (formerly emmo the kid) – berkeley scriptures كلمات اغاني

[verse 1]
chasing p-ssy but that’s a waste of my time
newest beats, listen and heal the state of my mind
pictures move swifter than frame rates of movies
worth a million dollars if you could be so choosy
having h-lla fun watch this life get colossal
and live eternally once the body’s just a fossil
jump like hopscotch or volleyball spikin’
big booty in your face, hard not to like it
these girls got girlfriends who like to fool around
and play a lot of games just to see if you’re down
smile so bright cause the sun still up and
get so high still continue puffing
in the shallow water searching for that greater substance
perform a lobotomy, pick your brain on percussions
versus any situation, finish on the up end
change that bullsh-t, now you’re listening to somethin’

[verse 2]
beast mode like i’m trying to score against the niners
torch to your page set your visions on fire
dreadlocks hang out the hat like they kickin’ it
on the block with a hennessy bottle, sippin’ it
no struggle on verses, the style so pure
eyes on several things you ain’t got time to afford
break in the opposition’s backfield striking with force
casualties and dead bodies on the damage report
and then i roll on them suckers like an armored tank
tell them back down or die, many hearts will break
write bars like a sword or a larger shank
and dump victims down to drown in one of the great lakes
emcee sk!lls immaculate, precious artifact
every tool in my shed tears the artificial acts
they be begging for a miracle, praying for change
but don’t know how to correct it when they make a mistake

[verse 3]
travel and success, always that has been the mission
not nine to five slaving, not crack in the kitchen
was about to leave the crib but decided against it
there’s a pen and a pad that i had to revisit
refocused, gain inspiration from peers
peering down this scope to make my targets disappear
abandoned alone in the jaws of the badlands
feeling like a dead man, gotta catch as catch can
tracks hitting quite hard, smack ‘em with the backhand
born on the dark side, devils fear a black man
so the sk!lls get sharper and denser as i wise up
white cats twisted with purple haze, light blunts
beat you the f-ck up yelling “what’s my name n-gga!”
baptize them in acid, n0body’s playing with ya
call him crazy you dead wrong, i’m insane n-gga
words slice into your soul through the brain n-gga!

- kenson formerly emmo the kid

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