Christian Deshun - Undisclosed lyrics

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Christian Deshun - Undisclosed lyrics

Eventually everything must fade It's the return of the black individual Looking for the residual through audio picking sounds But no sounds to tremble the divine Align mines, but minds gonn get at you the alert I'm that new flame Look, stand for something or die No far from in or thinking nobody will get you Shuffling the cards of life they may have dealt you The African omega, million they made me better Guys meet the creator, well wishing, picking efficient With the n***as they hold me down like hackers When the good sh**, Jesus Vanity slave tryina find a way to keep breathing But god I get trippin, then trippin like I'm Jesus Those slumps and caring they really fiending 'Cause them youngings mouth full of slush You shoot out at all your plug Yeah we plugged in with these young plugs And cars, because they seek an intro to transgression Say how you mean it Yeah remain a vertigo composer, Composing intros and closers Tryina push this rap sh** like bogus I wake him up like vultures Carry no posters, we part of seeing imitation in truth Like we was Moses Boys in blue carry pride and being chauffeurs As we carry pride and lies and get exposure And while jolly the tenant paint the picture of section 8 so vivid It k** my soul to watch the youngings living Yet we living for the moment Permanent premonition empower moves our owning But only to self-destruct, when I conduct With the corrupt who don't give f**s about this all that we create, n***a Yet we smooth like criminals, our voice subliminal Still in back all of my culture When them vultures, who will never understand Why I carry the weight of the in sound in my head Put no pressure on, running my place in their place There is dark where it's art The new swamp renaissance, get remain at the top Ghetto parish no savior I'm always behaved yeah can't do for ya It's my time, watch the young mind that's still rise If a n***a egg fell then we put them on the line It's a shame, that's the game in a young n***a's mind It's a shame, that's the game in a young n***a's mind like I'ma get all this money, I'ma get all this cash n***a I'ma book you big n***as we gonn live like this I'ma get all this money, I'ma get all this cash n***a I'ma book you big n***as we gonn live like this I'm just with my n***as hang, hang, hang, yeah Hanging, yeah, hanging, yeah Said we hanging yeah, hanging yeah

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