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dante' spain - “hands up” lyrics

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[verse 1: dante’ spain]
(manifestations…)

planning escape routes, on these atlantic waters//
penning the exile, when not typing with the qwerty//
panning it all out, like machiavelli before me//
but i be the, alighieri de florence//
el camino with, turtle waxed rallies//
the getaway car touring foreign land probably//
el camino de (aye!) santiago’s//
not that far away, hope to see morocco//
speedboat, no paddling//
to a remote, atmosphere//
will i return, in seven years?//
or remain a mystery, only here//
but then again, there’s the open air//
c-ck pits, and stewardess//
private flights, will only do for me//
but a chopper seems to suit me//

[hook: dante’ spain]
i know marcus garvey turning over, in his grave//
cause n-ggas still ain’t get the memo from, the slaves//
what’s wrong with the underworld, of today?//
seven seas, seven wonders, hands up, now wave, wave, wave, wave//( repeat 4x)

[verse 2: dante’ spain]
change the game, metamorphosis, flow, got metaphors in it//
these n-ggas trash, they loitering, i spit venom, i’m poisonous//
you not venom, to my spidey sense, make the decision, i’m morpheus //
you peachy, just like georgia is, i’m geechy, just like florida is//
this one h-ll of a p-ssion, y’all woke up the dragon//
and done dragged him, out the dungeon, don’t miss your shot like duncan//
y’all n-ggas be lunching, i’m hungry for something//
in the spiritual, not the physical, i’m seeking like a missile do//
you got a bias att-tude, i don’t buy into the bull//
n-ggas talk in circles, too old for duck, duck, goose//
my n-gga light up the purple, what the f-ck is drug abuse?//
there’s room for improvement, but ain’t no room for you//
you got a bias att-tude, i don’t buy into the bull//
n-ggas talk in circles, too old for duck, duck, goose//
my n-gga light up the purple, what the f-ck is drug abuse?//
there’s room for improvement, but ain’t no room for you//

[hook: dante’ spain]
i know marcus garvey turning over, in his grave//
cause n-ggas still ain’t get the memo from, the slaves//
what’s wrong with the underworld, of today?//
seven seas, seven wonders, hands up, now wave, wave, wave, wave//( repeat 4x)



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