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keralanka - tanned oracle lyrics

[intro]
okay, keralanka put some spice on it!

[hook]
a bit of a don, b-tch i’m divine
whippin’ at ten, bentleys and dimes
is on my mind all the time
but first i gotta wake up, take drugs
trippin’ cuz i’m anxious
(sa-sa, say what)
i’m the greatest alive, i really feel it
yeah we takin’ you down just like a pilly
putcha face in the clouds, it’s not familiar
tell the committee suck my d-ck

who you gotta thank now?
who you gotta thank now b-tch?
put that grammy right down
yeah we talkin’ that brown
yeah we talkin’ that brown sh-t
mix with my roti with a pound
yeah we smokin’ that loud

round trippin’, count digits
ya’ll couch sittin’, we bout millions
round trippin’, count digits
ya’ll couch sittin’, we bout millions

[verse 1: rohan]
i ain’t never give a f-ck about a cracker riggin’ systems
sh-t ain’t been the same since ya’ll crashed into them buildings
i done had enough of your feelings and bad dealings
i’ma cut a b-tch up with a piece of my gl-ss ceiling
so if you want a buck out my culture, please do not try
and please get the f-ck out my function before you die
i cannot spit bars and metaphors while you locking us up
it’s ya’ll against us, you play dirty we mopping you up (clean ’em up!)
ya’ll janitorial, p-ss on your editorial
you clean it up like my b-tch, i get my euphoria
from the sense of you reachin’ down to adore your new oracle
in the form of this glorious brown skin, we victorious
brown liquor, brown bags, brown everything
liquor up and we finna down every drank
wave that red, white, blue in the air
then they finna burn it down like the stolen land

round trippin’, count digits
ya’ll couch sittin’, we bout millions
round trippin’, count digits
ya’ll couch sittin’, we bout millions

[verse 2: iamemcee]
sh-t ain’t been the same since i lost the zen and locked it in
northern noise is coming home, i’m suitin up and clockin in
you know what i’m talkin’ bout, this is my revivalment
keralanka in the mix and now you got us trialin’ (you’re welcome!)
lemme do this sh-t again
you can thank me when it’s over, i’m a shooter with a plan
nothing like them boys in blue too busy shooting us again
’cause silly pigs is blinded by the hue within my skin
the contrast is impeccable
i’m twenty-five now, respectable
glad i’m alive each and every day and my life ain’t a f-ckin’ spectacle
don’t broadcast that
keep my head down, stay in my lane go get the dough
but if rohan calls and the time is now, i pick up my pen for the record though
’cause my pen is mighty, but my swordsmanship is tidy
if you ever plan to test me, i’m a young kevin feige
with a grand master plan where everyone is dying with a
(snap)

- keralanka lyrics

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