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letra de fresher - aktivist (rap)

[hook: sample]
you can’t, can’t, can’t
spit, spit, spit, fre-, fre-, fre-
fresher than this

[verse 1]
who you know spittin’ fresher than this?
so d-mn fresh that your headphones drip
and i don’t smoke trees but my page is lit
more rage than faith in a crucifix
other words don’t cross me
sleep on me till you snore like cosby
you to me is horse to donkey
you’re an ass, can’t crack or knock me
gun’s can’t c-ck me, i’m top three
coldsore can’t spot me
the door can’t lock me out of this lobby
i will compete and you can’t stop me
rhyme scheme complete, i keep restocking
six feet deep, beneath your feet
predict defeat for the weak and meek
i spit so neat that the neeks might freak
you best sit or i’ll sweep you of your feet
i’ll keep this streak call it rinse, repeat
as i wash sh-t artists
my path is plastered by those who’ve mastered
the art of our words from oxford to harlem
fools in cars while the climates climbing
faster now but you fools keep driving
all us closer to submerged islands
wilin’, every line i’m smiling as i spin
[hook: sample]
you can’t, can’t, can’t
spit, spit, spit, fre-, fre-, fre-
fresher than this

[verse 2]
you might be frightened, a marchin fighter
punched in tracks, and -rs-nic hooks
i don’t lift bars, i lay them down
and i read them books as i bed g’s, look
if you met me you might be decieved
small lookin’ to ya, like desi
wrestling couldn’t test me so i skipped pe
which instead led to words infesting in me
especially flows, rhyme streamed over beats
so bless me as king as i duly end ali g’s
i’m actually a fallacy, so lit no one is matching me
i casually marry to music in a holy matrimony
coming at ya, homie, battle the wack and savvy phonies
batter the bony mc’s who empty the md packs and blow c
comin to end the whole scene, better be putting a mattress on me
i’m back from dead, you want me
remember to aim at the heads of zombies
when all is said and done
they won’t just forget my run
i’ve said so much and the best’s to come
my pen is my gun, the best weapon
i’d aim for the sun but my heads to hot so
come and get me, brighton, death spree
put to sleep any mc to test me
tsar bomb is a speck on my chest, geez
blow so hard that your girl feels jealously
ball on the daily, you bawl like babies
it’s all gone crazy, face-masked, day-z
lately, days seem to pass like messi
repeat, days seem to like messi
just got clean, now watch me pivot
360 degrees like ross in the friends scene
i murder in frenzies, the curse of insane g’s
gifted with pens so they assassinate languages
make cheese and bake, like they ate dairy weed
fake cheat, reach your great break in your day dreams
eight speed, make your chains shake as i spray thieves
bike down eight streets like i’m bait as they chase me
i’ma make you all hate me, you’re paid to flake the
truth, cos these fat cats quake when i say things
but they fuel my jetpack, they’re just plain sleaze
and now i’m back they’re all angry, ‘cos you can’t
[hook: sample]
you can’t, can’t, can’t
spit, spit, spit, fre-, fre-, fre-
fresher than this

[outro]
(phone rings)
hey

- aktivist rap

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