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day 13 - dr. yen lo lyrics

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[sample]
the time has come for us to have a serious discussion

[hook: ka]
try to live wiser
[?] what’s written in my [?]
til i’m sitting with messiah
oh i’ve been denied and i’m slipping in a fire

[verse 1: ka]
a fan would withstand my calling
picked this up in the land of the fallen
if what i’m rearing is boring:
to the war and the fam are you foreign
chips down, granted i’m all in
strip bound, stand til the morning
never ran, what i scan is appalling
cops glance, watch scramblers hauling
pistol grip, rip handle is balling
the band is standard in scoring
in full drought [?] of pouring
pulled out where the cannibals hording
saw they mandibles gnawing
a young man plan is to [?] him some jordans
can’t wait so break commandments and ordinance
and random -ssortments
swore there wasn’t nothing that a grand couldn’t augment
good lawyers need a grand just to talk with
life’s a b-tch, i’m the man in the courtship
forsake but who i travel and walk with
new pound dragging it awkward
swoop down grab with the wh-r- grip
then get stacks rich raps with some poor fit
had to send a raft for mad battling war ships
i back sag with the horse whip
didn’t crack, stagger or forfeit
just rapped, jagged and frost bit

[hook]

[verse 2: ka]
describe cause and effect
many die violating laws of respect
gun in my face paused in the sweat
bought grace in the place raw and elect
work hard, first job ch-r-s to rep
like papi pad rocky, fraudulent steps
shots pressed block test scruples
burned flesh learn best, i’m a pupil
blessed, each lesson crucial
yes is it def, what i’m sketching useful
behave grave, slum ways what i’m used to
a street sways, blazed what the fruit do
when mom died ain’t ride with a new slew
rob rejects looking for a [?]
remember having no milk, listening to juice crew
strange and visit [?] like, “who you?”
my pen grip descendant of zulu
on my premier i’m paired as a guru
wack days, crack plays yeah it’s brutal
lost brother wearing cross-color fubu
show love and of course love use you

i come from the deep
they don’t comfort the weak
can’t front, better hunt for your eat
girls on the track, make em run for the meat
b-mp in the street turn the dump into heat
words volatile, looks kill
at the stove for hours now, didn’t cook a meal
but still son eating
park born star-strawn one weekend
lashing for cash way run weeping
must vent but spent when i’m done speaking
i lay sound, put down grey pound
ill tenner build centre for my great town
do a few tours, sure we can break ground
look at my skin, felt everybody hate brown
close to emotional, pray i don’t break down

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