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letra de finkle friday - alkasp

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i walk into the club spin their heads around to look at me
i’m such a godd-mn snack that you need a cookbook recipe

throw my hat back, logo front, don’t think less of me

ah!
ah!
ah!
ah!

(yo)
uh, my rhymes are epic, and the beats are tight, with your
supbar bars
don’t be a fair fight, you wanna take the gamble? then hey
let’s go
enough preamble, time for the show
maybe you think there is no one better than you
but if you beat me
i’ll give you my games too. hey dj! let the record spin
may the very
best rappеr standing here win. (uh)

(the winnеr, 18-volt)
godd-mn youngsters and their rap music
what did you say grandpa? (hahaha)
i said “i don’t care for your hip-hop.”
well what the f-ck do you want us to do? classical?
(i’ve had enough of you f-cking youngsters
i f-cking hate you.)
oh, there he goes

anyways

to be on my level, you gotta stand on a stool
now listen up, b-tch you’re about to get schooled

grab a bucket of water, cause i’m on fire
i’d say i can’t rap, but then i’d be a liar

your rhymes are cheap, mine are richer than gold
your game’s so dead, it’s covered in mold
bow down to me, i’m the king of rap
beat is so boring, i’ma need a nap
you’re down in last, i’m in first place!
my rhymes will blast you off, right off into sp-ce!
you look like my cousin, whom i really hate
i wouldn’t even give you scr-ps off my plate
you’re just a chump, i’m a superstar!

(eh, no?)

you drive a piece of sh-t, how can you even call that a
car?

(ooh!)

well- uh, you’re ugly, so

(yeah, good one.)

and at least my dad’s not dead

(what the f-ck? you can’t say that!)

yeah, b-tch

f-ckin’ assh0l-, you wanna fight?

yeah, i do wanna fight b-tch

- alkasp

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