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Camira the Rapper - 24 Lyrics



Camira the Rapper - 24 Lyrics




I am the diamond in the rough
That they didn't find
The map imprinted in the visions
That live in my mind
These whores sell their soul
And we intertwined
Coz they feed their habit
And I too..been giving lines
I won't be left behind
I'm worth a second watch
Sacrifice myself to the gods
That's me killing time
Ritualistic
Livin like I'm livin fine
Tryna heal the world's pain
While tryna live with mine
Wrestled with a broken freak and neck
I didn't lie
Heart of gold Olympic sized
Angles why we didn't shine
I'm not an angel
But it isn't like I didn't try
So you can hold those horses
On which you're sitting high
My brothers turned their back
I faced a different side
Drunk dialed
Hit the Jacks, now they just ain't hittin mine
I serve sentences
Like prison time
Took this pen and turned it into a weapon
And now I'm killing guys

I'm like Oprah in this bitch
With every diss of mine
Like everybody gets a shot
I hold this pistol tight
You visit mine
We eating like it's dinner time
Adults only
Girl you should leave the kids behind
A Pioneer in the whip
I'ma switch my drive
So if you catch my drift
This a different ride
I've been gassing large crowds
On that Hitler vibe
Covering the sun with the clouds
To make these prisms shine
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English

I am the diamond in the rough
That they didn't find
The map imprinted in the visions
That live in my mind
These whores sell their soul
And we intertwined
Coz they feed their habit
And I too..been giving lines
I won't be left behind
I'm worth a second watch
Sacrifice myself to the gods
That's me killing time
Ritualistic
Livin like I'm livin fine
Tryna heal the world's pain
While tryna live with mine
Wrestled with a broken freak and neck
I didn't lie
Heart of gold Olympic sized
Angles why we didn't shine
I'm not an angel
But it isn't like I didn't try
So you can hold those horses
On which you're sitting high
My brothers turned their back
I faced a different side
Drunk dialed
Hit the Jacks, now they just ain't hittin mine
I serve sentences
Like prison time
Took this pen and turned it into a weapon
And now I'm killing guys

I'm like Oprah in this bitch
With every diss of mine
Like everybody gets a shot
I hold this pistol tight
You visit mine
We eating like it's dinner time
Adults only
Girl you should leave the kids behind
A Pioneer in the whip
I'ma switch my drive
So if you catch my drift
This a different ride
I've been gassing large crowds
On that Hitler vibe
Covering the sun with the clouds
To make these prisms shine
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Writer: Dale Haddon
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




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Performed By: Camira the Rapper
Language: English
Length: 1:17
Written by: Dale Haddon
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