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speakerbox – my song 7 كلمات اغاني

listen for the fake effects lost in the silhouettes
my boss is still k!lled in check the bankers will cut the nearest neck
the haters saw they still a fact drug you up then drug offense
i’m praying what’s to manifest resurrect our old senses

resurrect our own children rid us of this ignorance
revitalize our spirits then gravel all this instigating
self_aimed hatred we was better at segrеgation
families paved that pavemеnt now i stand it for cool payments

trying to jock my style leave you cowered and feeling late
and trying to test my mind i leave you jaded
like all your walls are crashing down don’t think we in the north now
i never shot a weapon but my words are like a hundred rounds

i’m lethal but you’ll never see me i’m no better than the poison
you viewing on the tv won’t let the darkness climb my sight
my wisdom like a squeegee got the light on my side
but my head isn’t feel just like the dead risen

numb to the pain numb to your hope
numb to the fact that i have and that you don’t
numb to respect numb to the pope
they think we a joke and i did not subscribe

to all this rap racing i want more cheese
to deal with what i’m facing loneliness
my mind been like a goalie, man catching snakes, catching lies
catching un_tipped v_g_n_s catch a case
if i get stuck in this system i repeat these throes my pace
i’m destined to snap and i can see that we in this cage
they think that we snacks n_gga filet
they know that we quick to react and so they bait

my temperament calm skin aggressive in your holy gaze
the p_ssy, you can probably break the levy to my rickey late
and if i die tomorrow
just another news flash black man hits the grass

and if i die tomorrow gonna end it with a crash
y’all chill living fast
red panda kegu
protagama dying’s on trip like a beach ski do

if you wanna know what he do anything and everything
under the sun
wanna race, we can run cops come, i’ma run
i can whip up anything polly make her eat, son

see that cake, i don’t eat much i just want some
stomach stay growling but i swear i’m bout to eat some
better watch your f_cking tongue liberator, print a gun
or some cars lighted in the sun

rest in peace, jimmy baby, know you proud of your son
i mean the sh_t that i did and even now i ain’t done
and i still make moves with little to no funds
booze down, no insurance believe that she still run
canadian or j_panese jazz season’s still foreign
slap stick, paddle shift no clutch, still born
my homie run sedans like the cup’s still torn
might even hear him sneeze if he catch your ass snoring

otl, street ace, folk i’m right behind them mines
like, d_mn, where he going? guess he got time for opponents
i try to keep up same time, keep us going
still avoiding cops honing

on any ride that’s modified i trust in mine
been a while since i really rhymed live life, it’s gon’ take time
spit wheel raps, cause i live mines currency influence
accept honda jet life otl to the next life

nuff said, yeah, you guessed right
prefer cash, honestly it just depend on what that check like
right
and if i die tomorrow i’ma drop a f_cking song

play that sh_t to the moon

- speakerbox

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