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shaolin (remix) - elias nava lyrics

[intro]
it was the most realistic dream i have ever had…i returned as the city was on fire

[verse 1: eliaz nava]
i squint into the aperture between anarchy and apathy
and then amicably abandon the amalgam of complacency
erasing the debasing vacant vagrant with tenacity
and combating the pull to laziness and dreaming to capacity
i’m screaming at the masses to dispatch some higher energy
and then crash in spite of blistering passion and some wizardry
smashing the meat and blithering simpletons stuck sniveling with visions of venomous valkyries flying with amphetaminе
i’m dying to keep my grasp on the wings that promised to lift me
but i’m slipping, i’ma makе some blisters in poor conditioning
so i grit my t**th and grimace, riding thermals towards a better me
and tripping at a reverend sent to meddle in some devilry

[bridge 1]
good. still my bling felt cold to the touch

[verse 2: perennial
come up’s always my demeanor, i was young and swallowed teeners’
when the police pulled up creeping, beating us was never easy
haters’ harnessed in some evil, they all fraudulent and greedy
they all wanna see me bleeding but they’ll die before they see it
and all these kids are hardly friends, you jokers look like harley quinn
just hoping we gon’ fall or quit, i’ll box you ‘fore you box me in
it’s been years and i’m not stopping, yeah, that’s when you hear a knock
cuz yo, i’ll finish as a martyr ‘fore i quit this sh*t i started
and ain’t no other kings in this rap thing, that’s iffy
cuz i’m the illest in yo city, ain’t no one can spit it with me
leave ’em sniffling more than whitney
never stressing when they’re tripping
hit the plug and cop a zippy, yo
[bridge 2]
everything, i try to save it till the end

[verse 3: suzie h]
i’m michelangelo with a pen and a pad
i made this music come to life with the sh*t in my hands
i get these oohs and these aahs coming straight from the fans
the only time that i charging if it’s already throwing down
i got these b*tches on their box and sh*t, biting my style
give me a few grounded cokes and you can watch me get too wild
we’ll never shoot the messenger, my aim is at the spectators
careful what you starting cuz my aim is so impeccable
jump on the wagon like the rest of ’em
go ahead and ride this boat ’til, like, you gossip with the best of ’em
and don’t need diamonds, i shine bright alone
and you gon’ hear a flat line at the end of the phone

[bridge 3]
descend. dreams about death are a foreshadowing. but maybe so are dreams about living

- elias nava lyrics

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