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lirik lagu jus remind dem – azadidome

[azadnikov]
yo son, if i was 2 get 47’ed 2night
still stay up
like a knight
this all i got 2 say
so you can’t aka. it. jus remind dem

n-gga, i be walking somewhere
carloads of n-ggas
tryin’ 2 pimp my life
n’ make me f-ck death
like roman gladiator traders

5 cars brake
professionalized war hives of traitors
break silence
47, 9mm and 38 smoke
smoke up 2 heaven prophesized
my eye condensing drops of teas
like a shia
while my spirit walks 2 heaven
while my brain sidewalks on the sidewalk
blood halls to the wall
tall, the halks cypher
stalkin’ the lead entangled in my heart

hurt, depression stands tall
crushin’ d wide wall of joy
while the oyster of memory
reeds out light of this song
in d reef of yur albums
sums of florin’ glares
tears through the stalls
of your eyes

ice cold fangs of media snakes
be injection’
poison swimmin’
dim like poisson
into yur eyes
into d ocean of yur memory
reeding the story
jus rememba’ 2 protect
yo 2 eyes too
like scientists in d lab
in the clock
the needle reeds
inkilab time
through feeble silence

that cleanses yo flashlight of love
love shone dil se
2 show love
look at my lyrics annually d same day
don’t dive out my lyrics
don b a dove
you’re tears be worth
more than a thousand rubies
love shone dil se
you can cry
but shinin’ d light
will not delight
me, see

aight, sawing out a crown of my face on your wall
kinda cute
but dat don’t do dam
like a doll
where my words
need to strum
is yur heart’s violin cords

some of yo friends
dey b like he like biggie
dey annoying
dis string in dem
don’t make dem biggie
but dissin’ dem
dwarf u n me 2 aka
no lord of flies
jus remind dem

i bread kilos of gold
in my heart
to bake me
thas why my composition 90% heart
yea, i know 90% hurt 2
u 90% hurt 2

each rhyme personally breathes blood on
2 my lyrics in the air
like i got flared rigs
in my heart by an ak
so it don’t matter
’bout wearin’ a shirt with my face
vi
v lace heart n hip hop
you got some on yo shirt

don’t get fooled by shampoo
sh-t’s
not materialistic
list my actions
shir al share n my words
yo feeling worth stashes of money
don’t honey
or sword out
yo feelings fo fillin’ fo me
in yo heart

hurt, yo heart
opens the flood gate of yo eyes cold
sweat sweet swirl of struggle
n d gulls of hope
encircle the gulf
engulf my rap
unraped by the government of hip-hop

yo got d hip-hop in yo step
emotions steep down like a drone
frown’d upon by yur friends
i be friendin’ fo’hip hop

hopefully, u now r fully interested n
m-ssagin’ the message outta
my words, the swords
blacksmithed, into yo mind
mine surrounded plantation of jewels
that i carefully marxed
with my heart in the
linen of feelings

fillin’ in yo ears
freezin’ and shinin’
d bacterian propaganda pasted
in yo brain
tellin’ u ur odd
stood
even if yo eyes didn’t shine light
on my physical form
from d trajectory of
my sound waves sneaking through the
window slow straight
between the strait
between my heart n brain
stainin’ through ur ears and hands

standin’
makin’
u look at d sky
in ur cold stand
fo’ years
light from yo eyes should hold
foldin’ from firmament 2
fountain d fluid of emotions 2
d street feet meetin’ d
meat fountain floods of blood between
yo body

zombein’ a booty
don’t delight me n-gga
trigain’ my face
can’t case my case
on the checklist of facist military bases
so no fox can trick it in a box
bill o reilly be
strokin’ his b-lls
rallyin’ with d elite
limpin’ 2 rally
rosters of roosters on farms
can’t let ’em be delighted

hence, you can’t
hen it in a farm
storm when i die
don’t lettem venn diagram me
man 2 other rappers
or professional politrix petafilic rape-ers on d’club
pimpin’ n
strippin’ the woman’s t-ties with
my blood all over it

hence, when i’m dead
bump my music musically like
yo dad ain’t here
first, in yo ear

bury my ears in lucknow
shia sensation
where n-ggas don gamble on luck now
strugglin, so real everywhere
it be like kwelistan
a surreal nation

1 fist in idga
god if maqbool’s familia
hashtag my name
with shaheed fame

the 2nd one in ramallah
help ’em out
no matter of yo parh
patched to god

unify jus 2 shine
my hand in kuala lumpur
koala up my words
under yo pillow
like a guerrilla swallowing
with a gat under d pillow

eyes strain’ ice cold back 2 lucknow
where my eyes b undergrounded
the rest rest in d ocean
cremated so it flow everywhere

- azadidome

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