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letra de slicee - basdapoet

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(intro -basdapoet)

(yea yea
yea yea, okay)

(yea yea, okay)

(yea yea)
(yea yeaaaa)

(yea yeaaaa)
(yea yea)

(yea yea, okay)
(yea yea, okay)

(yea yeaaaa)

(yeaaaah)

(verse -basdapoet)

6th grade lil dude called slicee in class

students talking and he quiet mind moving fast
boutta go to english class, leaving from the math

get up in class with a smile, all he do is laugh

he gotta dawg name cam and they stay clownin

talking bout crushes, and who they trinna go out wit

slicee passed a note to his crush and told em i got this

teacher caught em in the act, told em go to the office

heart jumping out his chest

he know was boutta go down and

ms. west boutta handle her buisness, he gotta poundin

he just, he just took three l!cks

and she told em “ now i like u and all but u betta not repeat this “

sent em back to class
in his mind, he then learned his lesson
ain’t trinna get no discipline again ain’t boutta test it

back up in class and the teacher she assigned a poem

he ain’t trippin he just glad it ain’t a whack assessment

everybody complaining and he get straight to it

he found it interesting, others thought it was foolish!

he going in and everything just coming to em

he fall into a universe he never been in

he made an art and he didn’t know what he was doing

he walked up to the teacher and he turned it in

she look at him like “ finally what u were doing? “

he took a lil minute but the poem was tense

she read it and she looked at em and started laughing

then she read it to the class and they did the same
they told em it was smooth, they ain’t even cappin

so he took it as a sign and he kept it trainin

get junior high, he one of the deepest poets, uhnn

u ever seen, he write to girls and they would just throw it

they don’t want em, they taking its as him being corney

settle for a thug that only want a piece of they gummy

and slicee…

he just chillin by his lonely

still the same bruhhda, they sleep on him like a mummy

senior high.. he finally come out of his sh-ll

he applying it on beats and his poetry, it prevails

he graduate high school and drop em a tape

and he finally show his parents, surprise all in they face

and his mama get excited, she jump all over the place

ayeee , she lookin at em and speak, and then she say

u know your dad was a poet
he say “ nah ain’t know “

he basically born for it
sense it made even more

he always had it in him, now he know they finally know
other family find out they reappearing like ghost, oh

thinking to hisself

now y’all all up in a bruhhda wind

before y’all heard me spit, tell me where all of you people went?

oh they love em now, well wassup with all this distance then, but he ain’t even trippin, he focused, remain consistent with

all these hits he making he keep giving it to em

clutching on the game yea
he keep shifting through em

everybody telling him he got a gift with this music

and it’s crazy cause for years slicee had already knew it

he got a purpose, but they’ll never understand why he do it

he was stressing for they love
but now he chilling, just coolin, so he..

keep wilding, free styling, with the flow, tired of hearing doubters speak, he just trying to get that dough, oh

pogo, back and forth with shows like a yo-yo

still hear a lil doubt though
kinda kinda, so so

and though they run they mouth
he block em out and hit the yo bro

and everytime he hit the boof
he go dumb, doe doe

he making him a name now
inspiring the young bros

he 22 now, and now he on the road to blow yo

slicee got sick of feeling last
so now he get the cash

ask me how i know..

who was that..?

slicee was bas

(wait what..?)
(who was that..?)
(what he said..?)

slicee was bas..

(man that sound familiar..
ain’t that you..?)

yea that was me hittah..

(yeaaa, i gotcha boy
hannn)

yea…

slicee was bas…

– basdapoet

- basdapoet

letras aleatórias

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