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tsj leolo - painting pictures كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]
i take a beat and put my life on it. i got all the makings of an icon. don’t trust these n_ggas; they like pythons. but you’re sleeping on me like it’s anesthesia. that’s so alarming; call a paramedic! k!lling bars, and i shot the sheriff. all street smarts; no academics. when they focused on instagram, i’m focused on reality. my verses belong in universities and academies; these lyrics are insanity. doctors do examining. you’re photo_shopping like a camera editor. like i took credit; no 9_5, but i’ve been working day and night. you put your trust in a b_tch; stupid n_gga, how you feel? broken heart, led scared for life, and you will never feel a b_tch. i’ve been working on music every day, but i had to tell my momma that i’m coming home. education, degree, apartment, car, and soft life _ we’re living in the matrix, probably a wrong life. we’re smoking every day, dead in the middle of little italy. little did we know, we’ll riddle two middle who didn’t do diddly. living in this world with this misery, n0body’s feeling me. living in this world with this moment, ke chilisi rephela ka dipilisi

[verse 2]
my n_gga said i belong in a mental asylum. i got some words for him; i got more bars than a psychiatric infirmary. you’ll get murdered internally, with no doubt or uncertainty. quit saying my brain is plastic from surgery, so i had to write this murder speech. i’m not of this world; i’m a martian, mars_man, marking enemies to death. they be barking up the wrong tree; i’m barking, wanna see me swinging from a tree, b_tch! i’m tarzan. wanna keep me hidden in the shadows; i’m a dark n_gga. they’ll never see me coming when i’m finna spark them. arson superman, doing sh_t that clark can’t. spartan, hit ’em in the chest till they heart jam. harlem. i’m praying to god for a bright future, so i had to get the mask off. these n_ggas, these k!llers, they might shoot ya. fake n_ggas wanna act hard; overrated rappers with their wack bars. i’m asking, what happened to rap, bra? everybody wanna rap now; everybody wanna be a rap star. business is all about business; they’re doing undercover k!llings and don’t give a f_ck about your feelings. last dance, tiktok, time’s ticking, 2_step with the devil in rhythm. will you be the g.o.a.t or a victim? beam on the side like pippen. coming for the top like a climax, coming from the bottom to the top, a kena nex, ke mfana soweto, bancava macala ketla ka mathata for another. i’m k!lling for my brothers

[chorus]
we got no money; we’re living in poverty. struggling to survive, it’s a constant reality. empty promises, empty plates; it’s a crying shame. we’re working hard, but the system is to blame

- tsj leolo

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