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letra de reaallly - ba$htin

[verse]

so let me clear it up before i tear it up
im steady sipping syrup cups
before i clip the dutch
i grip the clutch f-ck automatic
speakers sending static
had it with fanatics
these b-tches acting sporadic
im acting too diplomatic
to be f-cking with this rap sh-t
im still f-cking with the college, im a money man
but i’m still in my habitat, i’m drinking muddy fam
i had like one, two, three, four, five hours
to burn these flowers
cowards telling white lies
i be snorting them
these vines intertwine with my spine
sometimes i see divine b-tches in my corridor
and foreigners up in foresters
im the motherf-cking greatest spitter like my last b-tch
sh-t, i’m like a slave to being lit
i spit a razor to your wrist
h-ll raiser to the rift
f-cking hazer to these spliffs that i be smoking
i be choking on my b-tch while she be calling me-
im drowning in these natty lights
i can’t take too many bars cause i’m too scared of heights
i got a pistol to my dome while b-st-rds read me rights
thinking i won’t clap back
i act back like c.kap
jab back like whiplash
throwing all these f-cking clips at kennedy heavily drink hennessy
friends of me got jealousy
they sour that i spit bars for hours devour the instrumental
my mental could snap this f-cking pencil

[outro]
so joe budden better watch out
cause even after all this cr-p
he probably thinks i still can’t rap
don’t make me come back here and snap back

- bahtin

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