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gustavo meneses - the recipe (remix) lyrics

[verse 1]
i was told i was different
without a pill, i’m mentally ill for a minute
by a guy k!llin’ dreams for a livin’
this guy cares for the better of a business
just to lie, to get by
cuz if i didn’t, i’d get a boatload of meds
so i hoped for the best
and coped alone, to get away from this mess, yes

i was seven at the time
and a true friend was feelin’ hard to find
cuz the mental hospital didn’t harmonize
with the vision i had, i was scarred and horrified
but don’t feel pity for me
cuz this nation, i was placed in, there’s cities of me
i’m the epitome of what this system has done to us

this goes out to the parents
i’ll let you know ’til my larynx, pops
raise your kids, raise your kids, raise your motherf-cking kids
and don’t let a therapist do it
or even influence, cuz they might just screw it
just talk to your kid
take their shoes and walk with your kid
listen what they listen and rock with your kid

cuz what you might know you don’t know
and what you don’t know you might not
and right now, y’all probably couldn’t have their taste even if you bite down

considerin’ what i’ve been through
i think you should do you, to a kid and an adult
and learn from your mistakes
and not from what takes place in a room full of adolfs

[hook x2]
self-medicating with weed, drink, hoes
just like you taught me to do
self-deprecating with these clothes
just like you taught me to do
hundred dollars to buy myself
now i’m by myself, can i find myself
i’m lying to myself, if i said i was higher than everyone else
[/hook]

the sad truth is
everyone makes -ssumption on what i spit in the booth
its all they know
and it goes to show the system we created is workin’
but i’m certain
i was put on this earth for creative purpose
but i’m hurt, cuz everything i’ve written, spitted, and created is worthless
but i’m worth this

see real hip-hop waits for lames, which i claim to be
and this sh-ts takin’ me to another motherf-ckin’ level
i leveled the playing field, now there’s no taming me
so be afraid of me, because i’m rising up like hydrogen and yeast together
f-ck that
lets feast together
cuz i’m neither west or east remember?

smack dab in the middle of the map
in my lab with an -rs-nal of weapons in my hand
stuck in the pen, with a pad-lock securing the mask
f-ck a cure in a flask
been two years and the cure doesn’t even seem attractive
i’ve crafted, my own crack, its
just as addictive, spit this sh-t like ballistics

i’m k!llin’ it, and you feelin’ it
question i’m met with, are you appreciative?
and the answer is, i don’t give a f-ck
cuz i’ve been given sh-t enough
to fill a port-a-potty
cuz they adore versace
and because i can’t afford a ford with four doors
they won’t endorse me probably, f-ck ’em

hope you didn’t miss it
cuz if you got a glimpse of it
you’d sh-t bricks for a minute
cuz you long for an image
but my names too long for an image
so f-cking settle down, and settle with it
cuz i’m a walking land mine, blowing up once the metal hits it
don’t make me spell it, out
down to earth, get it now

it’s sad to see the cl-ss of ’13 end the world before it does
ask edward norton about getting stoned, it all starts with a buzz/
or ask jesus
i swear you too dumb to get it
or too numb to feel it
its ridiculious do some research
bite down ’til your t–th hurts
because i’m done forget it

f-ck the righteous who think i’m teaching them
f-ck the ignorant who think i’m preaching them
quit thinkin’, and listen
i’m speaking, its different
you make it to live it, i’m making a living
with fate i was given, f-ck making a difference
i’m made to be different, you made it an image
confining yourself in the midst of a prison
i’m finding myself in the sh-t i have written, down
non-stop ’til my body hits the ground
hip-hop saved me, now maybe i can keep the foundation sound
and if it makes you frown
f-ck you sideways and reverse it
cuz i bring these verses like all day son
and there’s not way you can’t hold play when i make one
b-tch make one

get off your high horse
cuz if you think i get high of course your trippin
my drug is my music, the sh-t that i’m spitting is, uh, completely different
the fine line is between freeing your mind
and the fine lines that relieve it
if you can’t perceive it
then the confines of your mind belong in a fetus

sick of people being stupid on both sides
they have the nerve to put the word on both eyes
f-ck a cosign on it
f-ck those who sign on it
i’m a life liver, you’re a life kidney, uh, its quite different
and me and my homies whether smoking or drinking are living life limitless
cpc, we’re on it
grab a beat, spit heat, pee on it
and sh-t on you
then lift you up, and give you what they took from you

two years of me, to chase a dream
to make a scene, of what we have today
there’s no game in the world that i have to play
and all i have to say
thanks to mi familia en chile y en los estados unidos
y que los meneses siempre se quedan unidos
and f-ck all the gringos que piensan all we eat is burritos

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