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letra de skrilla (freestyle) - aj 773

[verse 1]

i hopped on this beat just to prove a point
all i spit is smoke as i rolled the joint
they want me to turn down but i got a voice
grown man in this shit amongst little boys

you can’t guard me, i’m kyrie, you curry
the tool fell out his belt only time he dropped 30
i know that i’m loud, but you don’t wanna face me
leave your eyesight like tracy mcgrady’s

you can get eliminated
while she be getting penetrated
when i really really made it
getting h-lla h-lla faded
i’m accomplishing shit
i’m lebron in this shit
you just a mark
and your homie a vick
if you ain’t real, then you can’t be with me
i’m just just everything they wish they could be
catch me, with a thousand in tens
decipher that last line boy that’s at&t

this a kodak beat, but i’m a icon
part time i shoot shots like a nikon
heart already below freezing
i’m d-mn near sub zero with my ice on

i’m a pro you tool i just need a reason
if i touch her thigh the kitty preheated
you ain’t bout squat so don’t start shit
leave you flat on your back like starfish

get you placed in a box like some jordan 2’s
in people ears, studs or screws
in the bedroom shorty call me rude
got the perfect remedy for her attitude

dino ’bout 2 feet like a pair of shoes
she ain’t got a clue
cop my shit like a graham, my dreams worth more than money
if u get in the way, i might distort your views

and i’m gone

[verse 2]

rappers better start acting right
before i send some mc’s to the afterlife
she say i’m going too deep with like half the pipe
tongue game legendary, i’m a mastermind
broke watch flow, i ain’t got the time
put a rapper on the matte, he ain’t got the shine
been charged up, i’m alkaline
lyrical head shots leave em out they mind

rose before the trade, i got the city on my back
i wear pants in this rap shit so i ain’t cutting slack
usain bolt n-gg- i stay f-cking up a track
she love my ink, i guess i’m getting tits for tat

y’all acting like
i can’t rap or nothing
most of you n-gg-s y’all just rap for nothing
so the future bleeker, you juno mcguff’n
got a bullet wound? here’s some robitussin
i just say whatever and it come up clever
hot as a demon in a christmas sweater
my friends know, i’m the black mclovin
weird as adolf hitler writing love letters
i love action i don’t talk n-gg-
want some pepper to go with that salt n-gg-?
cl-ssic lines emerge when i cough n-gg-
i’m obama when it’s time to pop off n-gg-
spray verses, sawed off n-gg-
you a therapy session, all talk n-gg-
i’m buzzin’ bee but you a moth n-gg-
if you got the juice, you chicken broth n-gg-
d-mn

send you from a pulse right to comatose goofy
leave you holy as an -ss-ssins uzi
leave em oozin’ that’s from yours truly
simpleminded really n-gg-s don’t amuse me
if you disagree with my opinion sue me
many people use the word family loosely
i’m a leader, catch me right where the crew be
disobedient prodigy so unruly
bullshit they selling, i cannot buy it
features or writing, hit up prettyriot
disrespecting simba then you probably dying
the zoo always told you do not taunt the lions
i come for the throat when my name on the line
f-ck a name brand, this is all by design
cruise control to the top on recline
you can’t bury me, i’m from dirt and the grime

- aj 773

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