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letra de composition - adonis (on arrival)

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feel me, yea
turn me up a bit, yea
alright, uhh, yyea

[verse 1]
they say i’m like that lil n-gga up in watts, o-dog with no braids
17, cliche dreams of f-cking brods and getting paid
only things im ever wishing for, take candles off that cake
im that skinny n-gga from the boro’ spitting for a way
out these college d-mn dreams that my momma ever had, f-ck ya’ cl-ss
college loans, a black n-gga never last
f-cking all yo’ white daughters burning uncle sams flag
sh-t is setting up for failure, gaurantee that im a p-ss, uhh
the last, uhh, realest n-gga to f-cking say it
f-ck ya’ tape i know that sh-t was trash before i played it
ain’t on my playlist, you warm-up n-ggas yall f-cking play-less
searching for a quick deal, your album flopped, now shop at payless
ain’t no debating, who the great is or nothing
you saying that i ain’t sh-t but in a week that you’ll be bumping
my sh-t all in ya’ whip telling n-ggas, ”get ya weight up”
this dude adonis i promise can f-cking beat this cake up
and i ain’t but a n-gga so i’ll hit it with no make-up
buss a nut, forget my shirt and leave before you wake up
bake up, vapors, keep the bang taped up
f-ggot -ss rappers, no offense like the pacers
where you going n-gga? im right behind you on the edge
before you change, imma swerve, six bodies on the curb
cause imma deadly m-th-f-cka, pucker up the kiss of verbs

[verse 2]
i wrote this verse in holy ink, under my spirits will
just to pick you p-ssies apart with this ballpoint imma kil
spray a deadly 32, expressed words like a tec
rip the wheels up off my skateboard and smack you with the deck
lay the wood down on ya’ chick, show em’ no respect
paybacks about a b-tch, that b-tch you never could get wet
just to show em’ why i do b-tch im out to get this paper
8 with a fro, outta nc like that laker
remember skipping school, questioned by police
only do two things, that’s to lie never speak
cause the truth get deep, boy get you doing time
i think i found success the same day i lost my mind
these bars get wider, hope my pockets get fatter
then the parker s, a well stuffed overly dated carc-ss
grown simba, wanna be like cole
growing simba, wanna be better than cole

freestyled that last part, back2realrap n-gga

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