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True Blu3 II

by Blue w3rD

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True Blue II

Fiendin for blunts and bitches
Peace of mind, riches
Oldhead’s drop jewels like hoes britches
Closed vision, no won chat wit you fuckers cause our minds different
Taking credit palms itching
Stitchin worth the faith of Christians
Religious bout dis herb diction
Hop the system get em touched
Vexed and glistening
Watch ya body ahk and mind ya business
Goin to lands distant
He said “that’s travel” so watch for dem jawns yamsayin
Dem snake could be pawns praying and listening
Watch the godson appeAr spawn of satan allah creating
We on the block for culture
like a eagle how we spot the vulture
Proceed to bleed you
Spot pigs split wigs
Feast on fruits and leaves
Breeze bring em to ease
the trees we roll and smoke up
Cloaked wit the scope for jokers wit they nose up
The sport we hunt for hands turn to mantels and sofas
Dickheads is animals and hopeless jokers need to connect and focus
My faith a blossoming lotus yo hail the opus
It’s different when you elite and know it
Niggas suckas, leech infested waters slaughter, prolly give up they own daughter
Chicken necks why eye auutttas, just talking shit with corona
On the mic Eyem jah jahova
Hol’ up, close up
No pressure fold up
Compartment artist for the mode for starving regardless, feasting on mango, coconut water drawn
Script ticking, wrist glisten, likes clicking, love distant, keep the love from the business
Face mask for visits
Niggas nasty disease ridden
Breathe precious, know the breeze infested greed, blessed wit gazelle grace face it
Concocted oils got me smelling tasty
Have a seat or rest with daisies
either way don’t faze me
Blaze the ganja, hazy, far from lazy
Hannibal lector, fuck the lectures and obseen gestures
The fiends reckless, bandlands treacherous


Been on some shit like if eye could find a cliff eye would fly
for a hot minute
before eye diminish and die
rose again like flowers wit thorns in em
as yashua, to the grim he got horns and fins
The sound and plight of him uttered in hush tones circles tighter then fibers holding atom, thank jah the god arose but keep it on the hush to the flo nobody can know
this secret us now spliff it and smoke the story how we paint it ,make the devil a fallen angel perished tainted, lost his halo “this here a wonder like Stevie wit fruity loops”(Trevor) hit em wit the woopty woop scoop ya troop like mule stool feed em poop tell em that’s the juice they pumping bullshit on that side my nigga what’s the use a addict and booster of the shit eye spew spell hell if you ain’t equipt to lose
this how we live, brought that jawn to crib like this how Christ carry it reading the stories reminiscent like eye lived the shit past lives derivative mystical majician camillian shit
After the camaflauge was camo to get handle on damages, a pad and won but ain’t no padawon
ya fa still a likkle yout when me was Jedi samurai Daniel sun
mr meagi sipping saki fucking something laughing at the drum as eye beat it, transform from god to creature ta meet ya on road inject spirituality in the trap charge ya crystals, copper transfer the energy this jawn a wrap watch ya body stay in tact keep clips under the Matt
eye spit the raw Uber clean like fucking high class hood rats wit Gucci hats, no cap, ain’t talking caps, the grip rubber relax, checkin stats, my count in the street like rap sheets, a rap beast, hip hop god, the unseen,

Peep how the lines decorate the page decore is w3rd layed, in a time cursive got lost in age, lost art, the ark at the 1st climax, act like sister, Whoopi’Ed the eyebrows they was golden niggas thought em shaved, like six razor blades on a Gillette my sharpness shapes, deflate, the space high frequency our waves relate, amazing grace, in my movements elude to greater space, black matter’s the outter space, dormant black magic they feeling outta place, force universal but ain’t strong in us all
the walking epitome of god conscious pa,
Windows open fogged, give thanks to the universe gratitude graduate the god latitude, the birds caw like crows when circling could sense you niggas food
You know this life just a sitcom
keep senses peeled universal cycle playback rewind
pause the recline slime
quick deliver prime like amazon prestigious don, dem in awe to put eyes on tha god,
crying mist, blue stones spit hieroglyphs communication swift tech was telepathic shit
My bro was sleeping in his wheel out VA told me not to tell mizz can’t fuck wit her if she ain’t spiritually intelligent wont eat it her diet still cow puss, dead carcasses


The horns appear with thorns and spears, we move tortoise here, glorious affairs, ancient, philly’s gemstone tomb rare, where earth spirit live, ancient Moor soil, spoiled, termoil and fear, cloth a different tier, steer clear of wear, no thread count spared

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released October 31, 2020
Produced by Kayin

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Blue w3rD Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

Straight from the city of brotherly love, Blue w3rD is an eccentric indie hip-hop artist rooted in lyricism and groove. Blue combines hard hitting bass with a global sound to take a new spin on Afrobeats and Hip-hop.

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