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letra de boy - aktivist (rap)

[verse 1]
i’ve never had sh-t but a f-cking name, bruh
and i’m castin’ my dreams like sega
but i’m startin’ to feel like there’s no way to wake up
no single thing that i got did i chase like a place at the top
but that ain’t what can pay for rent or put food on the table
it feels like my cradle got flipped (wahh!)
that’s why i’ve been sick since the crib
and i’m just not not able to fit with this fricking anger (ha!)
yeah, that’s just how i’m made
but if you want to get me to change
then you best not make a wager (why?)
‘cos my ways stuck since the natal

[hook]
yet again, boy, you are not a friend, boy
you’re coming back again, boy, but where’s this f-ckin’ end, boy?
you’re just a dead boy, dead boy, dead boy
tryna tag with men, boy, men, boy, men, boy!
you’re coming back again, boy, but where’s this f-ckin’ end, boy?
you got no f-ckin’ envoy, again, boy, again, boy
again, boy, again, boy, again, boy!
you’re runnin’ out of ammo, where’s your pen, boy, your pen, boy?

[verse 2]
am i the dwarf or the giant? (huh?)
in life, i’ve fought with goliaths
and i’ve gone to war with the biased
who don’t think i’ll be tall or high as them (d-mn)
or am i born from the deep like i’m a leviathan?
or maybe i’m a cyclops cos i sleep with my one eye open (ha!)
yeah, always let my iris watch (yeah)
all these tiks inside my crops
no wonder why i always have the time to clock
impress and fill your mind like i’ma giant c-ck
which if you wanna f-ck with me, (what?) i’ll remind you of
[hook]
yet again, boy, you are not a friend, boy
you’re coming back again, boy, but where’s this f-ckin’ end, boy?
you’re just a dead boy, dead boy, dead boy
tryna tag with men, boy, men, boy, men, boy!
you’re coming back again, boy, but where’s this f-ckin’ end, boy?
you got no f-ckin’ envoy, again, boy, again, boy
again, boy, again, boy, again, boy!
you’re runnin’ out of ammo, where’s your pen, boy, your pen, boy?

[verse 3]
how do you ignite a fire when the wet ain’t get drier? (how?)
how do you describe a night when the days aren’t getting lighter?
the round is two, i’m getting up, i’ll tie or die like hemmed attire
f-ck defence, my left hits higher! (ha-ha)
and i don’t pretend or lie, i don’t present a bias (i don’t)
i don’t got a tec or nine, it’s only pens i fire (pew!)
i’m rapping over youtube beats, no gucci, no designer
i don’t got producers, engineers or hired choirs, that’s why i’m
inspired to be the best, my one desire (yeah)
from the cradle where i slept to my demise, i
lived through sh-t where half the men have not
i guess that’s why i (yeah) promise till’ the end is set
i’ll still be death defiant, and try a- (woah!)

[hook]
-gain, boy, you are not a friend, boy
you’re coming back again, boy, but where’s this f-ckin’ end, boy?
you’re just a dead boy, dead boy, dead boy
tryna tag with men, boy, men, boy, men, boy!
you’re coming back again, boy, but where’s this f-ckin’ end, boy?
you got no f-ckin’ envoy, again, boy, again, boy
again, boy, again, boy, again, boy!
you’re runnin’ out of ammo, where’s your pen, boy, your pen, boy?

- aktivist rap

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