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letra de impersonation - 2knate

verse 1
yeah, you’ll get murdered over that kilo
them shooters’ll come clap yo -ss, and how many f-cks they give? zero
you tryna run to delay sh-t
but when they get up there, they gone spray sh-t
snakes lay in what you play in
so you better be careful who you lay with
because if you don’t, it’s gone raise them red flags
then watch yo -ss get toe tagged
get carried off from a crime scene in a body bag
n-ggas be sittin there lettin off the extended mags
100 straight up right to yo chest, insult to injury
and don’t expect my squad to show no f-cking sympathy
f-ck yo squad

interlude
f-ck that sh-t, it’s time to get real..

verse 2
i’m not bullsh-tting with anyone anymore, they wanted to push me
they pushed me off the edge of the diving board, so i’m diving in the rap game’s p-ssy
i’mma make the rap game scream my name, i’m inside of it
because getting my name chanted is the name of the game, it’s just pride of sh-t
they hate the fact i alliterate, they want to instigate
then ride my d-ck and imitate, but then i rid the fake
i’m aiming at the n-ggas who act like just because they paid a grand plus tax
and acting like they getting racks
so they make it rain, while they doing that, the flames is my rain
you don’t believe it? i own the rap handheld game
i done put my life into this sh-t, and i ain’t gone be denied
as long as i’m standing, not with my eyes closed, 6 feet under, as long as i’m f-cking alive
and breathin, i ain’t leavin
you got flow? you just a baby to me, you ain’t even started t–thin
guys like chief keef and migos the best? you must be geekin
best believe it
you a chihuahua to me, you tryna to box with a pit
you like chief keef, i feel like pac when i spit
the pain, the problems, i walked a mile of it
but i’m one of the few n-ggas that can say that i took my life and made a smile of it
you’ve seen everything i’ve done, from rejuvination to this little tape right here
i’ve been up from day to night here
i feel like an insomniac right now, eyes bloodshot like i’ve been puffing
but that’s because if it won’t for this, i wouldn’t have nothing
and that first verse might be the truth, i might have clutched the pistol
without this rap sh-t, i could’ve just been the n-gga that’s typical
g-ngb-ngin, shots ringin, moms singin
souls stingin, running up on n-ggas for what they thinking
but now i’m only thinking of what to put on the notepad
and i’m glad that things ain’t never go bad
and i ain’t go down that inevitable road where things ain’t go so sad
glad i ain’t never have to move from place to place like a nomad
glad i ain’t in the grave yet, glad i’m identified by rapping and not a toe tag
glad i still get to hit and crack beats like gl-ss
instead of cracking n-ggas jaws, pistol whipping, and putting n-ggas on blast
and look where that’s got me in the aftermath
it’s got me competing with n-ggas with lyrical sk!ll
and saying, “i don’t care how good you are, i got the lyrical will”
to keep up with anyone, ab-soul, j-cole
2pac, biggie, the n-ggas that bodied control
and the rest of em
you don’t gotta put me up there with the best of em
but i just wanna know that i’m in the f-cking game
just put me after n, which should be it already, because isn’t it in my name?

- 2knate

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