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na cabeça

Aqui é outro lugar do mundo
Aqui é outro lugar do mundo

A tiete, o Tietê
Shopping center e TV
A praia é no Ibirapuera
Fica todo mundo

A Day in the Life

Tupac Shakur

Beginnings: Lost Tapes 1988-1991

2000

(Ray Tyson)
Postal border was makin' me mad
So I get up in my cruiser, broke out of the pad
Rolled to the West Side to check out my boys
Twenty

Slit wrists and hotter than the pits of hell
When I'm slipping through the snow to check mail
And torturous, wondering where the postal clerk's

“ postal “

Repeat hook

Center of attention “ i am “ 
My walk through offense “ yeahhhh”
When people start seeing me come through 
They get all

of you
Or, these niggas done went federal
From young reputable niggas, killin' it's all sectional
Now this is the reality we wrestle with
Where every

year this shit been too severe
But still I'm here
Front and center clean
I feel like new Veneers
Every time I step out, New Premiere
Swear it's

up with cold sweats
Ten years dreamin' bout havin' sex
With one of your ex

Postal stamps for the currency
We got dice game on deck
Bumpin' that lil'

retreat no surrender throwing a party 
Where Christ is the center we kicking up dust in the club with the sinners

Now you got me rapping like I got no

in us never gonna stop no retreat no surrender Throwing a party where Christ is the center we kicking Up dust in the club with the sinners


Now you

to 7 years to take the brand up to the sky where the Gods stay
Custom KM draped from ear to ear 
Put New McQueens on the sectional, 
If you gotta ask, I

Sun on my face, keurig in my cup
SportsCenter on TV, turn it up
Everything is pleasant
I'm livin' a bit of heaven
And it inevitably ends abruptly

nigga
Chilling in the center
Won scartter dada like sey na colomental
Emi okun rin meta
The sexy booty bender
No time to check time
Back to the sender
Emi

on every sequence out
Like Marcus Garvey I float my pen through the intercoastals
I'm way too chill like a business meeting on center sofas
Yet I'm in

slogan
My nigga 4 got the hooks like a Fisher man
While the mat be postal service yeeaahh
86 telegram

Every good lie has a lil truth in it
Like every bad

billion burns guess I forgot it snowed
Too much grass, little trees, someone got sewed
Big balloon archetype flying down the center road
Used my disabled