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typ ill - let em talk lyrics

in this life…. only hope for the best…

get it off of your chest…

chorus
in this life, only hope for the best
people say what they want, well get it off of your chest
i let em talk…. its only breath

verse
ayo i’m pulling out the rapper card
my repertoire is so nasty, the rapper superstar
absolute fact, i’m super hard
maximum act immaculate pack a mag with the hallow
and blast it until this human gone
i’m a tough act to follow
for some, i’m hard to swallow
albino at the apollo
i’m dumb, for tryna gamble
this music is like the lotto
i’m from, a little town but son…i been around the slums
i been around the sun, listen
and what i stand for. stand on my own 2, i’m a man for
the misunderstood and the troubled kids who i can’t ignore
my younger days, mini school bus
call it my dumber days, or should i…
should i open my eyes and realize
my self worth and all of that i’m still trapped i feel
sometimes i’m still looking for that role model outside
my deepest fear is failure
next to acceptance till i’m breathless in choppy waters
im just a sailor, my uniform tailored so clean
first impression is everything, yea i’m good with that
but if you can’t sustain that image then what good is that
easily bored as a young man
i shook hands with one hand rolled a blunt with the other
these under covers and crooks and…
suffolk judges threw books at my brothers
took em for years, misdirected in life
juve’s looking for peers
chilling at bars sipping beers, heine’s and becks
influence by nas, seen plenty shooting stars
that’s why i’m here

chorus:
cause in this life only hope for the best
people say what they want, well get it off of your chest, yes
i let em talk, its only breath. its only breath. its only breath
cause in this life only hope for the best
people say what they want, well get it off of your chest, yes
i let em talk, its only breath. its only breath. its only breath

(bridge)

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in a rolse royce b-mping royce next to rrose rrome
macking out the window with no voice
just looking at these hoes
roll slow, my procedure i show them my g visa
park it on lafayette, club santos, no meter
i’m coming this next year, 1 fever, flow eager
show these b-tches that i splurge man
show my riches from struggle i deserve to floss a little
i’m stunting with no birdman
word man
perfect timing, i call that a roley watch
left wrist, right hand
ambidextrous trigger finger got em in sight man
bring em to the light, man
one shot, one k!ll. springfield with the eye lens
my new name should be sniper and my spotter is my hype man

word

i close casket these rappers who take shots
on the public access channel. i’m glad that your name popped
sike!
i’ll never name drop b-tches when they know its for them
never do them that favor
fuck it. its over for them
i’m with professionals, go home and flow with your friends
my pinnacle just begun, yours never began
your still sipping pinnacle in your living room with a pen
trying to live a life that doesn’t exist within….. shit

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