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siddharta7 - intro (cinnamon in cádiz) lyrics

tuff to stay soft with a ruff past
me im smooth not fast with it
my cats dont like your rats we dont aim fame
we ain’t talking same on the same tracks
where running our own laps to the stash
the lasts will be the first when the ceiling collapse

another mc wacked another home run
motherf_cker
did i stutter? u dunno i can’t
cause im straight outta the gutter where when it rains it pours to sleep at night had to pour me sum liquor had to l!ck a pr_ck just so i could dream bigger yo
i got
hamilton flows on ableton to make ms to invest like hamilton thats an interesting formula knowledges been driving me for ever never been striving to be driving a beamer i do this for my siblings my team members and all dreamers reality is your mind as long as you clean it health before wealth i swear you dont want to be sleeping with demons

got no time for a meeting
f_ck your ps and your queues i keep it p like dj clue mixing with these tapes please to meet you
me its
siddharta double og7 i ain’t rare to the view to a k!ll guerrilla soldier we ain’t following majors
warriors respect warriors we ain’t blowing off pagers
i ain’t doing favour to the majors
my own style from the start moving major like dolph paving the route to an empire of paper rub me off its too late someone paid for your paper ask god you’ll soon be called later
hater
once punch leads to another double tapping i feel like obama
but we telling the truth we ain’t no hypocrites selling peace paying for crime at the same time f_ck mk ultra k!lluminati all thru my body my armour like the gate 4 ultra vision different state of mind like osama but ggs about the real jihad its a war everyday against your brain so pain only upgrades your everyday life vice has a price on your mental
check it
im only 20 but my mind is older
anxiety disorder made my feelings colder so now i rap fire those tired sad lines thats satire my heart pumps infinite energy you a flat tire a bad liar basically im a 8 you a cab driver cause its me im taking on a journey siddhartha my mental is my home on this journey this body is only rental because the om is the end
what you earn on the way its not material my fiend but what i learn and see is material for my pen to give you thrills like king stephen two steps to a 3 i score then the bell rings
im always on time now but it wasn’t always that way
hopping day trains at 8 skipping home for dinner all that to get busted by 8 so its f_ck the feds i ain’t gon be home til 8 in the morning but f_ck that life it was boring
in h_ll cats see me roaring black cats see me scoring numbers with a bag full of kat hash to be snoring i ain’t loosing numbers at clubs find me raising cubs with lines in botswana your favorite rappers a wannabe gunna i be meditating curing marijuana then its 7 prayers a day god loves you and crime pays the hard way and im aiming generational wealth i ain’t putting nun at stake except my own self fixing plates and steak with exceptional stealth
give me two 3 seconds to breathe
all these street dreams fake you won’t learn nothing fabulous about em
real talk i turn suffering into something time heals still past divided like the balkans
learnt respect and guidance from the greats and i found my way
akhenaton my fuel is calm not hate
gods work is my movie i ain’t moved by canne
f_ck dj khaled like in palestine

- siddharta7

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