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letra de mr. wailey ii - bill wailey

[verse]
b-tch i’m ’bout action if you ain’t know who i am i don’t give a f-ck
like a dumb prostitute’s mouth all you do is suck
cause if it’s real you’ll feel it so check for the name
see i got the f-ckin’ game, the game don’t f-ckin’ got me
i’m like trey songz and j. cole i just can’t get enough
of the hard times, n-gga got me feelin’ like mcgruff
i tried to read the bible but i’m straight up illiterate
if it didn’t it’s because the reviewer was inconsiderate
we kick it like ronaldinho and messi and cristiano
even if you’re a tough guy you’ll be needing a shrink like tony soprano
give it to ’em at the light like cain’s brother abel
i done invested all our minds into a record label
all my haters are fake just like motherf-ckin’ wwe
if it ain’t my time cool n-gga, just improve the recipe
i’ll serve you like a tennis ball straight up diminish y’all
and we don’t speak like y’all b-tch, we ain’t weak like y’all
i spit crack n-gga, holla at me if you need a feature
call me the reverend ’cause i spit bars like a preacher
i’m broke as f-ck and all my clothes dirty as gucci mane
but it was my knowledge of myself that made me sane
so better get big sean to do it or drake to take care of ya
hope one day i hold a grammy up like a diploma
we probably smoking flavors, bumping tyler, the creator
n-gga i went for the light so the darkness calls me a traitor
and you faker than a b-tch n-gga, just like judas
yeah, christ bought my life but he never swiped a visa
b-tch you talk too much and sh-t, swear you be capping
when you use it as an excuse for everything i start snapping
need a bag of chips, a sandwich and some fruit punch
i told you i’m back to fold you b-tch i got a new hunch
i’m a hustler getting p-ssy at a very low cost
these rappers rapping about ice i put b-tches on defrost
can’t let them ruin my night so i drive off in the rain
n-gga, i’m turning verses into fire by applying pain
told myself i wouldn’t put s-xual sh-t on this song
but sh-t, n-gga, i guess i was f-ckin’ wrong
because i jus’ got a girl craving on my f-cking d-ck
she know i look so good the others look pathetic
sh-t, a majority of the time even if i’m wrong i’m correct
n-gga i’m a future king, talk to me with respect
took the motto from america cause in god we trust
while i smile with success haters frowning with disgust
girl better kiss me and f-ck me all the godd-mn night
i envision through divine sight that your future is bright
n-gga good luck with your wh0re that is the thot of all thots
though i would say that her p-ssy tight like a knot
i’m impatient like a money hungry rap star
you’re k!llin me but really b-tch you ain’t on my radar
you need to be as tall as me to be at my level
man, i’ll make you bury your words with a shovel
rappin’ for me, it be gettin’ f-ckin’ habitual
but you don’t like my raps thou, it’s like a ritual
so you better know who you hatin’ on, bill wailey
dissin’ my haters and enemies, that be done on the daily
you think that i am garbage, it’s all delusions
so better watch yourself ‘fore you jump into conclusions
you read my lyrics one time, thought i was joking
better wipe that smile off your face ‘fore i start choking
you, can’t wait to hear your response to this sh-t
i swear that when i hear, you be speaking like a tit
i’m jus’ a young n-gga speakin’ facts, just sayin’
and you’ll never k!ll my career, i’m gon’ be stayin’
in the game, ’cause i got it and the game got me
so better find someone to diss now, not me

- bill wailey

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