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lirik lagu mini - erere

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[verse 1]
my soul cold like the pyrex, stashin’ the work in the ceiling vent
dog food jumpin’ like hydraulics, every brick got a fingerprint
did ten toes on the pavement, ducked indictments and arraignments
mama cried, i had stainless, now i ride with it — shameless
young kane with the flame, got game from the gangsters
kilos in the camper, i was pitchin’ out the banquet
dea on the scanner, 4:45 in the pantry
feds hit the door, i’m gone like i vanished from the canvas

[verse 2]
thirty in the glock, that’s for paranoia and precision
judge tried to box me, i boxed back with a vision
ran it up from a sentence, now the porsche got extensions
my shooter like luka — step back, clean from a distance
audemar cold, but the wrist still hot
same plug from medellín sendin’ fish scale drops
whole hood see me as the realest that did it
i ain’t rap, i’m a statute — every line’s convicted

[verse 3]
came out the belly of the beast, was a beast in the belly
now i feast on these beats, balenciagas lookin’ deadly
got a hundred on the pendant, fifty more in the chevy
hollow tips like confetti, when they rain, it get heavy
i ain’t talkin’ aesthetics — this the essence of war
they ain’t never seen heaven, just the h~ll in my drawer
i’m a chef in the kitchen, got the pyrex pure
said i’d never be nothin’ — now i’m legend for sure
[verse 4]
razor blade dreams, cut the dope with aggression
left my tears on the scale, made a deal with depression
but i made it out the trap, now the labels in recession
’cause i drop one verse, and it feel like a confession
i’m the ghost of the gutter, i’m the echo of pain
put my name on a list, i put a dent in the game
they was cappin’ for the camera, i was cappin’ the cane
when they talk about the real, better mention my name

[verse 5]
steel in my fist, this ain’t rap, this resistance
my enemies whisper, i hear death in the distance
but i walk like a king through the flames of the district
tattoos of the dead, i wear scars as my pigment
this for the ones in the yard, on the yard, tryna live
for the child with no father, but he know how to whip
from the alley to arenas, i was born in the mist
you can’t k!ll what’s divine — i’m the son of the bricks


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