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ladon alex - noah's ark lyrics

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[verse 1: ladon alex]

ask if i’m good or bad, but i am not either

step in the ring, you getting dropped like i’m john cena

see how tough you gone be when the squad meet ya

and i ain’t saying i’m god but we are not equals

this is not even

a factor, i know rappers who are actors and they’re b-st-rds whom we do not speak of

we do not bring up, them raptures or the captives of this game that is so savage

man it’s been a long weekend

prolly needed a break from this

shi-, after the break up i’m feeling like i could break some sh-t

i only talk with friends, no language for the acquaintances

only time i like pigs is when i’m strangling them bacon strips

name’s ladon alex don’t tell me it’s just an alias

bars out of this world, my stories told to them aliens

who ever knew that kid that got bullied would come equate to this

but equations don’t get solved unless your x is out your radius

and squares come out of nowhere and try an’ rectangle this

truth into lies, but i really ain’t trying to portray this biz

as a means to get all this money and act all gangster-ish

cause even gangsters know that they gotta get used to taking risk

take a life

put them in a casket, and then blaze the spliff

who holds the smoking gun if the day is sunny and the rain is missed

no one dog

this right here is noah’s ark

[verse 2: ladon alex]

i’m trying to conjure up the confidence

to act like i ain’t hurt, to act like my birth was an accomplishment

put the gun in mouth, and then i swallowed it

it was loaded with bullets of truth, who i’m being honest with?

not you, not yo’ crew, not yo’ mama or your papa kid

everybody on a common thread that’s called consequence

everyone’s affected, and me, i am not exempt

i’m poppin’ pens

write my feelings, put them in a pad, and then wallow in

the lies they told me, cop binoculars just to find a solemn friend

talking to my boy rahjon, thinking about my boston twin

m-sses shoot ya when you c-cky and they know you oughta win

all up in, or all up out

i’m solomon: wise

walking in a trap, no back stepping

no back trecking

matter of fact, they ash ketchum cause they pick at you

i’m sick as you if you sick with flu at the hazmat section

you minuscule to feeling cool if you do not have brethren

i got a couple heads popping up

and those heads carry glocks for fun so talk to me, best watch your tongue

if you hating i’m glad you can see beyond the love

i’m getting big, i’m giant, instead of flies i usually swat at doves

ducking undercover, the covers got me feeling up and snug

go to sleep baby, that pillow case filled with insomnia

and i hope you sleep well

and keep it simple, don’t worry bout the details

- ladon alex lyrics

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