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letra de clique remix - anilyst

ain’t n0body f-ckin’ with my
yeah
oh sh-t
it’s your boy anilyst
yeah

[hook]:
ain’t n0body f-ckin’ with my sh-t sh-t sh-t sh-t sh-t
try to spit it better than my motherf-ckin’ sh-t sh-t sh-t sh-t sh-t
you can hear their sound, they ain’t nothin’ like my sh-t sh-t sh-t sh-t sh-t
and all these bad b-tches
man they wanna strip they wanna strip they wanna strip
they wanna, they wanna, they wanna

[verse 1]:
if it’s a race, then it’s my lead
now get a taste of this fly weed
i’m finna blaze till my eyes bleed
i’m here to say what my mind speaks
feel the rage of my rhyme speech
innovate cause my mind’s deep
a pen and page is what i need
to kick my brain up in high speed
in the range cause we ride deep
figure eight through the night streets
my n-ggas came to supply beats
cause they love the way i recite heat
time piece lookin’ pricey
got a dime piece that’s a pisces
likes weed and she sight sees
fistey, call her wifey
they call it a game, i figured i’d win some
thinkin’ it’s time that i pick up momentum
holding the caliber, i put it against him
this is a stick up to take all your income
then comes, you slayed as a victim
taking out anyone, making their fist pump
hoping they’re ready to face what i bring them

[hook]:

[verse 2]:
my fate is to play this artist
whose status remains the hardest
complaining his brain’s the oddest
but stays on this game regardless
insane but i stay the smartest
blaze on this hazel harvest
amazes how i aimed the farthest
and managed to gain this knowledge
you hate you’ll be made a carc-ss
your face will be made a target
i say this to state i’m heartless
preparing to waste this cartridge
and tear through your face’s cartlidge
i swear imma take them hostage
and scare them to make them nauseous
they’ll pray till they lay unconscious
witness the flow and sit tight
gifted, i’m chose to rid mics
distant from those i dislike
itching to hold that clip tight
wanna pick fights?
pay a big price
stick a steak knife through your windpipe
feel the pain strike like a snake’s bite
you’re the fake type

[hook]:

[verse 3]:
my p-ssion to lack affection
is masking my past aggression
no flashing, i’m past attention
i’m trapped in this rap obsession
this track is a flat confession
a map to my mad perceptions
so blast it, kid’s cl-ss in session
just answer, don’t ask no questions
get dropped if you add suggestions
props if you p-ss this lesson
if not then i’ll grab that wesson
and pop it in your direction
don’t stop till you show intestines
listen as the flow intenses
b-tch i’m a pro with the sentence
my weed burn slow like incense
has a brother lit within an instance
hit her with a d-ck, leave an imprint
put a nickel in to get ten cents
my intent is i’m fearful-less
can’t deny that i’m here for this
and they so surprised that i spit like this

[hook]:

- anilyst

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