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letra de redd vs shedinja - 3pleyt

[verse 1: redd (racoonbrova)]
oh! -ahem- hi, we’re cousins!
welcome to the finest tug and
seeing that your isle’s eruptin’
you may need some slight adjustments
to your home that’s fired up
well i got all kinds of stuff
in storage that ain’t dime or dozen
so come down and buy somethin’!
quality furniture that you can purchase
heck, i’ll add in a painting to boot
properly furbish your shack
with some curtains and desks
turn your base to a beaut
statue? eh…
i suppose you can
i don’t see why not…
although i’m puzzled why you’d need it
when you are one
this man’s dark in the black market
break your wonder guard defense so
faint, i’ll take your rocky body
sell ‘еm next to donatellos
hard sh-llеd but you’re ghost in the middle
wouldn’t wanna touch you with a 9-foot chisel
my businesses is cut-throat
and i’ll slice through ninjas like fruit
oops, err
stealing lyrics?
nah, i’m just helping the market
ain’t that what they mean when they say to
separate art from the artists?
you’re the one that they should eye
for stealing trainer’s pokéb-lls
this bug’s put on the net
wishing they didn’t let their roach evolve
they try to paint me as the bad guy
but let me ask
who’s the one that’s with the brush
for customers extending cash?
i’m doing what the market wants
my patrons are like family
but do pay for the entrance fee
this ain’t an open gallery
not even the best spooky phantom
that hoenn had felt
next to the doll and the cyclops
they remade ghost in the sh-ll
i don’t think you would survive any attacks
with that sort of health
a by-product of ninjask
you’re a sh-ll of your former self
[verse 2: shedinja (justgamer)]
i’ve shed my skin, but you still couldn’t get under it
want to nick the gold?
stick to the posters that you’re plundering
you hog hedge funds
you’re more of a pr-ck than the ables
i’ve seen more generous thieves stealing from artists
by record labels
your content
started from a con tent
your con quest
this con tempts to con men
i contempt this conquest
think the forgery you got’s worth saving?
you don’t conserve paintings
no this con serves paintings
that are doctored cr-p
maybe it should be you in the bonded glasses
upon the stand of blathers’
‘cuz i’ve uncovered a fox that quacks
you rob a bank of masterpieces
‘cuz you can’t create your own
you’d only make a good verse
if you plagiarized my ways of flow
go change your boat to a pirate ship
actually, ignore that line
a trawlers apt
‘cuz you’re pulling the wool over your buyer’s eyes
despite teeming with ghosts that haunt the paintings
that you give, dirtied
i’ve seen less soulless art
raining out of midjourney
[verse 3: redd (racoonbrova)]
umm, now that’s just not true
my job’s to package up some pics to mail
not my little ferry when i say that
i am shippin’ sales
i’m quite the animal
the cops have to catch and tame
too bad my portrait isn’t for sale
i can’t be framed
fire works to penetrate your armour
burn this critter dead
any moves you make i’ll see your signature
infra-redd
sweeping galar reclaimed galleries
it wasn’t theirs to begin with
can’t steal what isn’t yours i say
i’ve seen more stolen art from the british
price pieces with turnips?
no, i turn ips into earnin’s
what i write’s easily purchased
while your line’s weak and is worthless
so, here’s an offer just for you!
because i have the greater verse
how’s a rap for an arm and a leg?
no play on words
[verse 4: shedinja (justgamer)]
trade denied, fake provider
you shouldn’t mess with paints
instead, make a youtube channel
if you want to edit frames
your rival is a capitalist
selling towns of tents and fares
your arrival ensues an announcement:
redd scare
envying his life of green
so you stole his type of scheme
i suppose that’s why his leaf design
is seen with bites beneath
you jacked his price
and jacked the price
and sell things through deliveries
but who would buy from you?
when you force two kinds of shipping fees
have a look at the pit in my back
it contains the spirits i trapped
and you’ll be there living when captured
under all the strings i can lash
make a damien hirst
a new still-life art for the bell market
when it’s time to sell you
they’ll have to roll the redd carpet

- 3pleyt

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