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mankind & charles hamilton - contra lyrics

mankind & charles hamilton ft. the i.s.a. and kaila bulé + “contra”
[emcee(s): the i.s.a., sciryl, and !llumin@te]
[producer(s): charles hamilton]
[hook/vocals: kaila bulé]

[verse 1: the i.s.a.]
prepare the thought like confucius to give you lucius
eye of a lion until i’m flying high with anubis
now i’m with the falcons who used to this, nothing’s ludicrous
live from gomorrah to spit [?] get through with this
nostradamus is where the poverty’s astronomic
so full+speed ahead, the run+and+gun is the logic
spiritually inclined, but they’re judging off my ebonics
we drew the short end of the stick like the islamics
just one step away from muhammad and being prophets
we painted pictures all through these scripts then gave you comics
so you could share this sh+t if you want, but f+ck the commеnts
‘cause, sonically, i’m not here to stunt, i’m paying homagе
to these who redirecting the solars to new solutions
wise men who letting sh+t off for revolution
still levels to rise, pursuing my levelution in true
inevitability, biblical evolution, my genesis

[hook: mankind with background vocals by kaila bulé] (x2)
i ran contraband, iran contra
i ran contraband, iran contra
cocaine was never my sponsor
cocaine was never my sponsor
[verse 2: sciryl]
straight grime, my man, that’s my mantra—uh!
shrimp, lobsters, oysters, fine pasta—uh!
wine, vodka, high off prime ganja
watching a black holocaust, mein kampf, divide, conquer
talk about it, they look at me like i’m bonkers
refining my mind and realigning my chakras
i’m been feeling kind of off, silent voices in my head
nodding off, working on my chi and fighting force
mankind tight and macro, microsoft
i’m xboxing with god, swinging titans’ arms
headshot to your pride, [?]
probably get the shock of your life. i always knew she’d be
dark chocolate. raised on the block we’re most often—uh!
they’re on rocky, [?] the rocky road
ice cream cones, no ice cream to top it though—uh!
reach the heights like “la di da” on these maricones
trying to throw me off, i’m trying to find my zone
contraband iran/i ran like marathons, pop
with soul—uh!—knowing blocks don’t hug back, so f+ck that
tie your shoes, find your sole/soul, n+gga

[hook: mankind with background vocals by kaila bulé] (x2)
i ran contraband, iran contra
i ran contraband, iran contra
cocaine was never my sponsor
cocaine was never my sponsor
[verse 3: !llumin@te]
god blessing all the trap n+ggas
pacman chase the pack+flippers. you know
i love her strong, she hugging the block with nothing on
kind of feels like there’s nothing wrong
trying to do the right thing, smoking on a spike lee joint
long+distance needs at least three points
moving point+blank period pieces. sweet jesus
bl++dy mary is something scary, every level is
harder to exit, i try and exit through the gift shop
it’s in the pits of h+ll—take a pit stop. you in the pits
what a pitiful feeling that’s in the pit of your stomach
frank castle fitted to punish, i’m un+
+worthy of your love, blessed by your grace
trying to pass the test of my faith, multiple choice
true or false prophets speaking in tongues
altered beasts beating the drums while they’re eating your young

[hook: mankind with background vocals by kaila bulé] (x2)
i ran contraband, iran contra
i ran contraband, iran contra
cocaine was never my sponsor
cocaine was never my sponsor

- mankind charles hamilton lyrics

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