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Preachers Song (Peet Cal​-​2011​-​SteakNEggz3)

from SteakNEggz3 EP (EP​-​2011) by PEET CALIBER

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SteakNEggz3 available 11.01.2011 under AskoUniversity / Independent Soundlab.

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its me, my money, my son, the rest is irrelevant
I did the bible, i smoked all the testaments
Buried my darkest secrets, in the darkest of sediments
I freed my sins, drained my sentiments
Now im reborn as a new element,
On my way to the valley of the shadow of death
And still walking like im minus stress,
carrying my sins and regrets
Already feeling the burn of every dust particle of my flesh
I deserve whats coming, as gods my witness
I already met Destiny and Karma, both grimiest of bitches

I wrote this with a pen and a pad,
but my tears made the ink wash away
So i memorized it like yesterday
You half man, half bull.. you live in a maze
My priorites are different, pana.. i got a son to raise
And fuck what the BM say, im there for him through thick and thin
i give em the love while you dipping on his dividends
And im equivalent to no other, I am the best
despite my fortuna,
Criao sin padre sin mano dura
Posiblemente lo que me causo tanto armagura
Mi vida nada de adventura,
la cura la musica
La llevo por dentro, desde de feto le someto,
Mi pensamientos vienen del alma
And hardships only make you a better person
Situations will surface that'll make you feel worthless
Inside ya hurting, but you have ya purpose
Make sure you stand by it through ya every disservice

El dia cuando yo me muera
Sera feliz por no pasar por mas penas
Death knockin on my door with a noose tied
Prepare my suit and tie, que la muerte me espera
Me despedido de la sombra, hoy me alejo d'ella
Los vigiliare on top, desde las estrellas

I turn dilemmas into positives
I gotta live, its my pregotative
My motivation, my little pana
I look forward to every manana to see ya cara
until my dome is full of canas, Ama, tienes mi palabra
Its family over anything, word life
Ya heard right, its more to it than just words on a mic
Im no charlatan ni matatan, But play ya barajas mal
A couple body shots make ya body mass like flan
Build enough furia, carve craters in ya like the luna
It was written en permanent ink, plumas
Etched in stone, then sin duda
Purposedly drop tons on you uvas for fucking with my criatura
But haters wanna see me down by that heated round
I tell em come back around and pull off that Nino Brown
I remain vocal, while you stay local
I blanket the hemisphere, like a global warming,
warning shot

El dia cuando yo me muera
Sera feliz por no pasar por mas penas
Death knockin on my door with a noose tied
Prepare my suit and tie, que la muerte me espera
Me despedido de la sombra, hoy me alejo d'ella
Los vigiliare on top, desde las estrellas

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from SteakNEggz3 EP (EP​-​2011), track released November 1, 2011
ASKOUNIVERSITY

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