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letra de rapscallion - airederu

[intro]
yeah, i wanna tryna take a break from these contests so
this is pretty clutch

[verse 1]
but my compet-tive drive has never steered me wrong before
so me being a honkey-born monster
torn between not performing
and always wanting more from this genre
you might wanna consider this the calm before the storm
when y’all of course are left here stranded
without a shock absorber partner, welcome aire back
if i blow up in your face just know it’s not my goal to harm ya
for crying out loud, you must’ve been acting up
tumbling sadly plus drunk from right after the party
cuz you were dropping like a toddler
you really should’ve seen yourself
cutting in line in front of this guy, bobbing and weaving
gonna just fight around here pinning him
like a polished bowling baller, stop do-ing this
you’re gonna get charged or worse, get locked up
you probably balled so hard
you wished your follicles were longer
do you not understand that when i say i fight dirty
it’s a part of my plan, i’m gonna tear into you
go ‘head and park in the sand
i hold my ground a way you f-cking can’t
cuz i’m on a whole ‘nother planet, martian vs man

[hook]
i’m tryna make a name for myself
but you’re pr-nouncing it wrong
if i had taken your route, gone with an acronym, dawg
i would be famous by now
but it would leave a bad taste in my mouth
so i’ll just stay a rapscallion
i’m tryna make a name for myself
but you’re pr-nouncing it wrong
if i had taken your route, gone with an acronym, dawg
i would be famous by now
but it would leave a bad taste in my mouth

[verse 2]
but uh, let me see cuz here’s another fleshy meathead
with the f-cking tendency to think it’s fun to yell and scream
yet, why are we to sit and watch your dumb aggressive
reflex-es in every video like muscle memory
best believe that with each, every line, i go bananas
call it monkey bars, i’ll let it slide, but hold your hands up
you must handle your mood swings from getting high
by smoking canna-bis, but i’m not here to diss
i just end the rhyme with stoner slander
because i’ve never spit a cypher, light a lighter neither
i could mean a few different things
but i sure ain’t packable yet (yeah)
i’ve never gripped a mic or picked a pipe of weed up
i can see that i don’t fit in with all this backpacker bullsh-t
so let me spell out just exactly who i am to you
a, i then the r, silent e, dawg, and next in line is d
followed by an e y’all, and finally r, now u, have no excuses
for getting my t-tling wrong

- airederu

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