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letra de chiraq remix - an0maly

i’m back in it ya’ll acts finished
ya’ll act strong, but ya’ll lack fitness
your flow looking like fat b-tches…
mine looking like track women
you really think you can rap spitta?
you really think you got crack spitta?
i’m tyrone biggums with a half a zip
and you dead broke like the last spitta
you fake a sh-t you ain’t making hits
you think we don’t know you the lamest pr-ck
even bae knows you a basic b-tch
and that’s why she’s sending me naked pics
i’m a rape this sh-t, i never rape a b-tch
i ain’t a rapist b-tch i get mad p-ssy
you mad p-ssy.. thats why you friend-zoned
and only f-ck if its fat p-ssy
don’t get me wrong i like thick chicks
they like thick d-ck..that’s mad convenient
it’s an aphrodisiac, insomniac gang affiliation
so she grab the p-n-s
nikki look i rap about an anaconda
once she heard about it then she really had to swallow
you be bumping that maybach
then go to the dealership and grab a honda
you a f-ckin’ loser i’m a living legend
hate on me until i sit in heaven
that’s the normal treatment of a kid who’s special
i am not amazed and i will not forget it
i am so advanced, i am not pretending
partially demented making these inventions
i will f-ck around and get offensive
cause i’m sick of k!lling all these instrumentals
and n0body ever gives me any f-ckin’ credit
i might be the best, i might be the next one
to come up and k!ll the f-ckin’ game for pleasure
if you in the way you will get beheaded
you will get embedded in f-ckin’ cement
you ain’t michael brown, n0body remember
when your body getting dragged into a stretcher
maybe next you won’t f-ck around with better

i’m k!lling the game
i’m feeling in vein
i like sam cooke, not your d-mn hook
that’s why you feelin’ this change
smoke purp like prince
till you feelin’ that rain
what comes around always goes around we all been in the same

but not me
you all way too c-cky
you wanna be like kanye
but you ain’t got bugattis
you sit at your moms house
b-tch that ain’t the lobby
that there is the living room
you pay no rent probably

f-ck boys, you ain’t really got nothin to me
i’m up and moving, like nothing suites me, every time i rap it’s a f-ckin’ movie
make cunning music, i’m a public nuisance, i’m a humble person till you f-cking shoot me
with that bullsh-t, the only full clip, that you got is your youtube link
and i’m sick of that
you a frickin’ rat
i was in the trap
and now i’m in the lab
so i guess you could say that i know where you’re coming from
difference is i ain’t going back
i’m fully grown, and in sick of losing
sick of drugs and i’m sick of using
sick of slugs and i’m sick of oozies
we k!ll ourselves and them rich stay looting
our pockets
f-ckin shoot you with a rocket
i’m here to tell you your not sick
rap over diplo and datsik
i can do anything i want to… watch me
they feel me from brooklyn to compton
from high school to ivy league college
yea it don’t matter the person, i’m rapping a verse and they watching
b-tch i’m the god son
shout out to fred cause you got it
you know that this sh-t right here proper
and i be so sick and tired of them hopping
over me when i be the one that’s a monster
f-ck you
hippy thoughts but i’ll cut you
if you threaten me or owe bucks too me
i need to eat and you lunch food
yea, i’m done proving i’m top cl-ss
hate on me but i’m not trash
betray me… yea that’s funny bro cause your b-tch would swallow my c-ck fast
put you on and i’ll take you off
sick of taking your stupid cr-p
pac ain’t dead and neither is big l i seen ‘em chillin’ on google maps
you f-ckin’ p-ssy
just a rookie
no promoters will f-cking book me
i’m sick of rap and you b-tches wack
and i’m rip this track like the son of future
if you remember just one thing
them biggest k!llers ain’t be them shooters
it be them guys who say them lies
control your lives behind computers
just a warning…don’t shoot the messenger, ‘cause i’m -ssuming
they’ll like me more after i’m dead like michael jack and martin luther
not surprised, i prophesised
the apocalypse, i got the eyes
you watching lies, they know it now
that’s why they coppin’ guns they coppin’ knives
they coppin’ everything, shots on everything, fire verse b-tch i’m hot on everything
i can never be, another dead emcee cause i impressively can hop on everything
f-ck around and you dropped for letting me
go underrated like i’m not a legacy
i’m better then the cheddar getting veterans i’m evidently everything you’ll never be
and that’s word to everything
dr. dre and kendrick with the recipe
eminem with no resources
dr. left me like peace forrest
you unstable… but you bet that you run acres
clear every hurdle like usain did
bet i bolt through the skewed pavement
turn a dead end to a new way with
fire flow only few making
better yet no one can do crazy
kinda like how i do crazy
you pay me

- an0maly

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