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secrets of the sand (a capella) - mood lyrics

[chorus: dirty irby]
givin’ the secrets, secrets of the sand
givin’the secrets of the sand
givin’the secrets of the sand

givin’ the secrets, secrets of the sand
givin’the secrets of the sand
givin’the secrets of the sand

[verse 1: main flow]
i got steps to fly this and chock moves for your epiglottis
heavens most modest, plans for the seventh goddess
rebuliding land where sands hottest, the oddest yorks and scottish
they posin’ like they know who god is
my brethen sharp like sketches of art
and i bet you we spark
like a matchbook, weaponry smart
thought beams, assault teams, definetly dark
money and drugs, cops and crooks, seperately parked
ill like nine with bodies on it
that n*gga that gotti wanted
thought he was cheesed up but probably fronted
properly stunted meet at the summit rest the stomach
assembled campfire style burnin’ brand new hundreds
fully obsessed though metal head like destro
he played the vest low, club of rome from get go
columbia trained to hit flo road scholar calypso
that gold collar with info
into the jollies of baggin’ n*ggas for doing collie
selling clues to charlie stepping out in bruno magli
tia quan and judo hobbies witness say they knew the bodies
about to mob me, spiritualy my moves are godly
in his likeness, no way they souls can fight this
physically rightous cobrs clutched qith tight fist
night of the living crisis, i know who christ is
format your god’s liscence with science mic chips
electric life seed growing roots at light speed
engulf nice weed thoguhts hemorrhage ’til mics bleed
two hundred twenty fifth strike theme, alright team
let’s pull together like nike strings united kings
[chorus: dirty irby]
givin’ the secrets, secrets of the sand
givin’the secrets of the sand
givin’the secrets of the sand

givin’ the secrets, secrets of the sand
givin’the secrets of the sand
givin’the secrets of the sand

[verse 2: donte]
i’m a sand storm takin’ human form
a crown of th*rns swarmed on my peeps first born
my mere flowin’ keeps going heat seek sea borne
heat seek sea borne, so forever be warned or forever be mourned
i’m cleverly armedwith god as a heavenly charm
so hope the weather be warm
i’m cold, behold donte, the ancient, the old
threw my sand in the fire and i came out gold
bold man at the gate with my hand in the lake
the other full*o*sand, stranded on a land*o*hate
wet and dry, man its so hard getting by
people don’t wanna try, they just sittin’ gettin’ high
in front of the crystal ball watching bill clinton lie
a well*respected guy, i peeped him with my naked eye
my fate ain’t confined under sp*ce and time
the earth belongs to god, he said “vengence is mine!”
my effect is bright, i just bless the mic
lived right failed to die and got an “f” in life
we done fail and we rose, went to h*ll and we froze
we in our own purgatory and the heavens is closed
wanna battle the probe? man we travel the globe
steppin’ out shadows blowed, unravelling codes
at the speed of light, i could read and write
and open doors to death with the keys to life
[chorus: dirty irby]
givin’ the secrets, secrets of the sand
givin’the secrets of the sand
givin’the secrets of the sand

givin’ the secrets, secrets of the sand
givin’the secrets of the sand
givin’the secrets of the sand

- mood lyrics

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