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letra de it was a good day - augu$t young

verse 1
went outside and ran a mile. no denial. saw mr. dummond, ain’t mess wit them pedaphiles. its been a while, since i’ve had better days, back then at my old house when we would just go outside and just play. a snitching rat, going outside to tell, he’s too fat. the boys caught up to him just to attack. step off the mat. falling to fast, he go splat, when the boys beat him up with a baseball bat. and i just sat. watched him on the ground just to bleed, his mama arguing with him, just begging all of us to plead. all feed, good feed. growing like an apple seed, his mama want him out the house. and i agreed. bout to decreed. line feed, ghost weed. writing these lyrics as fast as light speed, proceed. i didn’t, but i disagreed. my life succeed. plantin the treed. like black beads. everyone running like its a stampede. i recede. no more than just to receive. i gotta say it was a good day, for me… and my rhymes are as rough and tough as tweed

verse 2
my raps are my place. you done you can close the case. cause the rap is notorious and so is the b-ss. just let me have my space. my rhymes can’t be replaced, the boy left with the vase, now there is no trace. my straight face last longer than a relay race, and you be tripping, you should probably tie yo shoe lace. i give grace. tighter than a neck brace. and my raps so secret, they need a space base. its the taste that give it the rocking mace. and i’m hitting the runs like it 3rd base. i so rude, taking bout you in a lambaste. my rhymes stuck, moves smoothly like some white paste. you don’t like it, we could swap place, move to my space, but just don’t get too close to my face. but, i got nothin to say. cause right now its turning out to be a good day

verse 3
the rap, makes you retract, like clap, clap, clap. have more curves than a baseball cap. they call me the b–by trap, more like the booty rap, cause i rap it so good like some bubble wrap. make sure you’re strapped. never know whats coming yo way. you never know if it could be a bad or a good day. i called up bae, told her to display, i got there and i hit it halfway. what can i say? i just like to play. all the girls lined up, like its a buffet. they all obey, i tell, they say okay. looking through them, like i have an x ray. i command, you do what i say. i like to fight. its okay, the girls don’t bite. when we get busy, i don’t keep on the lights. i like the whites. its gonna be alright, because every single move i catch at first light. i like them funky. non of my girls be chunky. the ones with the cheeks bout as fat as a bunny, they a freak. the girls are unique. wanna learn my style, gotta do the technique. thats all i gotta say for today. cause i think today was a good day

- augut young

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