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letra de charizard - a-1 (rap)

[intro]
i-i-i-i-i tell ’em
i wanna be the very best, oh
yeah, y’already know man
i tell ’em
i wanna be the very best, oh
it’s a-1 man, san francisco, let’s go, ay

[verse 1]
they call me charizard, watch me get my burn on
walking through your city with my san francisco shirt on
when it comes to women i don’t even really flirt though
but when they put that money in my pocket that’s a turn on
always been a dreamer that’s some sh-t i need to work on
i’m reaching for stars, tryna get my captain kirk on
i ain’t got no jewels, don’t even know what they worth homes
but i was born in april so a diamond is my birthstone
raps come in waves, typa flow you need to surf on
you know about the rhyme, let me tell you ’bout the person
i was like 16 and a half when i wrote my first poem
it sounded like a wack verse from one of canibus’ worst songs
now i can spit, but an artist is how i’m first known
so i don’t write writtens i paint vivid pictures with earth tones
puttin’ the world in my pocket since i was four feet tall
still tryna fit all of my dreams in a pokéball ’cause

[hook]
to catch them is my real test
searching far and wide
tryna find all my dreams
to catch them is my real test
to train them is my cause
said, i tell ’em
i wanna be the very best, oh
don’t forget it man, once again
i wanna be the very best, oh
let’s go, yeah

[verse 2]
they call me geodude, watch me get my smash on
spittin’ something framer than the vapor out your gl-ss bong
i should be ashamed of all the paper that i p-ssed on
but realness is forever so these fakers ain’t gon’ last long
someone said i’m garbage that’s some sh-t i had to laugh on
no you not a hater, you just got your f-cking facts wrong
california bayer, when the track’s on i spazz out
and leave the mic dead, rip mr. jackson
people from my city say i’m representin’ fine
i’m walking through your city but i’m representin’ mine
plus i’m goin’ on the grind, otherwise i’ll probably never go
tryna sell a million discs without havin’ to sell my soul
hopin’ i could blow if i could only write a better poem
that’s what keeps me going like the motion on a metronome
puttin’ the world in my pocket since i was four feet tall
still tryna fit all of my dreams in a pokéball ’cause

[hook]
to catch them is my real test
searching far and wide
just tryna find all my dreams
to catch them is my real test
to train them is my cause
that’s why i tell ’em
i wanna be the very best, oh
remember that
i wanna be the very best, oh

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