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lirik lagu limbo – keralanka

[chrous: roheezy] x2
stuck in between my home and property
run everyday, ignoring all my feats
put me in a ward, decode the nominee
my soul is off the spring, we broke the harmony down

[post*chorus: roheezy]
we broke the harmony down
we broke the harmony, yeah
we broke the harmony down

[verse 1: roheezy]
this gifted eagerness keep me settled down under wraps
while living breathing in the present
i’ve come to wear this mask with inconceivable prеtenses
(wake up, blazе up)
loop routine, and build the beat like my peak endless
’cause i got ill allegiance to regrets
and tracing back the past instead of penciling reflections
pent up with heated sketches, cashing in temperature checks
cold as the meter gets when i meddle with entertainment
so if that cell see us, i’m imprisoned with expectations
of sentences etched in greatness
and i don’t wanna live like defendants that met the plaintiff
sh*t they shove down our throats got us littered with extra waste
i came with the extra weight like laguardia takeoffs
so start the debate off, bodying the product til seance
the armageddon of property, working hard for the pay off
but so far the journey done costed me an arm and a day job
carvin’ ya face dawg, i don’t give a f*ck ’bout ya presence
once you start to decay i’ma rush you to heaven like whoa
whatever you do, please just pardon my cadence
the art of heartache been flying out and chartering chaos while i’m
[chrous: roheezy] x2
stuck in between my home and property
run everyday, ignoring all my feats
put me in a ward, decode the nominee
my soul is off the spring, we broke the harmony down

[verse 2: roheezy]
you tryna judge me for my failure’s embarassing
how these white preachers pale and compare a sin?
i might need a knife just to slice heathens
get through to ya armor, you can go into the night bleedin’
cut deep as wayne’s tape catalogue
you outta luck and can’t roll no sixes
the holy scriptures that held me captive
they wrote that sh*t to get the medics in
and the rest of the pressure depressive
settling sh*t that you started, steppin’ to mecca with vengeance
claiming decadence, playin’ referee half the time
’cause them stripes got you the luxury of havin’ the time
gamble on privilege, bet on a better position
judges that validate murder
settin’ dead precedents while they gettin’ dead presidents livin’
at the table and they raisin’ the buy*in
they’d rather set up the better than ever set up the better conditions
and we let up like the hood when our cylinder crack
they want em smokin hard and thinking they ceiling the crack
but f*ck that, foot on the pedal, we revvin’ the engine
metal that send ’em to h*ll
revel on those who have bled, elegant toasts to the bread
stealin’ culture on the merit of civilizing the masses
but these catholic b*st*rds giving death or the debt
in more than one way, the credit been over the red
so if you will, please just pardon my cadence
the art of heartache been flyin’ out and chartering chaos
economic anxiety got ’em out starvin for hate
cuz they couldn’t tell the difference between martyrs and adolf
look hard for the trade off that betterment prove
pointing fingers down at the colored like they rent isn’t due
stop to smell the flowers but it’s leather infused
that’s my clematis truth, i’m mentally couped like whoa

- keralanka

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