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pharaoh santana – once upon a time in westchester lyrics

they like when santana dropping man its coming soon
my competition needed breathing room
i tried to give n+ggas sp+ce

but now i need the moon
they tried to mummify the boy
but now i’m out the tombs
sh+t, i’m diseased man i’m sick wit it
they said my spirit was iniquitous
they got they chance but couldn’t deal wit it
n+ggas scalping out
they meal tickets
i had to come back to the la

so i could get the rover
but it feel like sh+t has changed
i guess i’m getting older
i heard the man behind the door
ain’t never meet jehovah
he ain’t nеver meet p francis o
or the ayatollah
i guess thе wisdom of the world
lies in the beholder
and i still ain’t made my choice
that’s why i’m smoking doja
that’s why i’m getting colder
living more secluded
how could a teacher lead the world
if he don’t know the student
and how could i expect to grow
if i don’t make my music
a constant cycle
my biggest rival
need restitution
man, i gotta go go
growin’ out my fro fro
back in forth, new york to cali
like i’m livin’ on a yo yo
coming to america
i need to let my soul glow
going back to africa
you’d think that i was toto
uh take a minute
take a line and then quote it
i take a second, for a reflection
and then pray for opponents
i ain’t really flexible
but i’m still double jointed
and double blunted
love my brothers
cause they keep it a hunnid
swear as i walk through the valley
of the shadow of death
i could never feel no evil
if it’s y’all that’s the threat
i’m putting all cards on the table
cause i need my success
but i could never live no fable
who i need to impress
n+gga why don’t you get it?
actin real suspicious
heard that you a golden snitch?
i didn’t know that this was quidditch
i do this for my family cause boy it takes a village
mama getting 5 of my first 10 million
i’m popeye in the booth
rollin spinach
turning prophecies to truth
cause they told me it was written
man santana been popping
since he dropped pop out
they tried to deny me
but that’s sounding more
like a cop out
they tryna go inhibit our freedom
that’s why we lost out
it take a special man
to command and go take the top out
so if i get my moment
i guess i’m chosen
and once i see the omen
it’s game over
i know wise men who came closer
but they wasn’t snake trainers
i tame cobras
once upon a time in westchester
the man popped up
and every since the moment
he was chosen it’s game over
i heard real men sit and reflect and
then change over
so if i gotta get it then i’ll get it
a lone soldier

- pharaoh santana lyrics

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