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• Artiste: Lando Chill
• Titre: Cess
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Said I'm funky with the sauce That's a dead man walkin' They gon' catch me if they can I'm the black Chris Walken Goodfella, Cinderella man left to ya check Nigga stress of the cess 'til that daylight come I'm the best out this bitch, if I die real young Then I'm gon' bless out this bitch, 'til your kingdom come On some prophecy shit, see we all be sages Women make magic, yo, they all be mages Two spirit, one body, been alive for ages See the shackle on ya mind, we break all them cages Nickel plater armor, saturated in honor I would have left with Obama, but now he left for the drama That's a comma, pause, pontificate with yo gods Measure odds, we gon' take with this pen through the fog We some hogs in a world of bacon, bread for the takin' We lay for the cakin', with these people who fakin' like That's a bitter pill to swallow like a swallow in a storm Is it warms where your heart is? That trigger where your part is That's a bitter pill to swallow like a swallow in a storm Is it warms where your heart is? That trigger where your part is It's shooters that'll guard us My people go the farthest It's shooters that'll guard us My people go the farthest It's shooters that'll guard us My people go the farthest It's shooters that'll guard us My people go the farthest