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real ninjas - hippy soul lyrics

chorus:
only real ninjas can sit at this table (x16)

verse one (idi aah que):
let me tell you vultures about the north, blunt in my mouth, stoop kid ran off the porch, sack in my pocket, my fam was the source, no magazine but they post at the sto’, bost at the sto’, sell p-ssy pills and dog food on the low, call it dog food when they serve to white folks, wunt no crying for crack and the war on drugs let all my empathy go, mom was a druggy now she a changed woman a christian my dad never said that he loved me just listen and you see the start of my plummet my vision as wide as the hole in my stomach, vomit these lyrics i fondle with spirit, my mind is a ouija, my soul is the clearest, seen my mom cast demons out of my cousin, ironic they cling to the soul that’s the purest, i’m possessed i’m less stressed feel like the f-cking best, feel that smoke in my chest and demons on my back, and drugs up in my mind, i cannot go outside i’m way too paranoid see too much homicide too many men with pride

repeat chorus (x1)

verse two (teco):
only real ninjas can sit at this table, we sip on the juice made from fruits of our labors, they say don’t talk sh-t if you can’t back it up, i get in that booth, b-tch i prove that i’m able, this sh-t i spit ain’t no movie or fable, rappers so fraudulent, i want no part in this, me and my n-gg-s gon prosper regardless, so f-ck you and whoeva yo favorite artist is, i’m the truth with this pen kid, so dope like i hit that booth with syringes, i ain’t saying that we kickin down doors, but you can’t lie like we ain’t loosen them hedges, stupid lil b-tches i’m still making stupid decisions, no love in my heart baby cupid is missing, they told me that time would fix my broken heart i honestly don’t think that that glue is sticking, this year i mentally been a disaster, got kicked out my dojo like i k!lled my master, mama and daddy were legally married, why the world still treat me like im a b-st-rd?, feel like my city invented the sound but we’ll never get as much love as atlanta, sick of these white b-tches taking our culture, i liked miley better as hannah montana, they sending shots i had to take em like luke cage, spirit of yusake bout to test out my new blades, roanora zoro slice ya & give ya a new fade, b-tches be two faced, i keep em outta my koolaid, ain’t nothing sweet about it, i gotta be devoted, unlocked the sharingan now i finally see the motion, took the hurt and the struggle and made a secret potion, rolled it in a white owl so i could delete emotions

repeat chorus (x1)

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