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letra de get gone (freestyle) - bny [au]

tell ’em get gone
drop a slow song like dark
and they all think, that i fell off
head full of rocks
i am not the one you wanna f-ck with
brother, i was getting props from the dons
wanna pretend, dr flea, didn’t comment on lowkey
don’t say that i can’t write songs
i might drop, every diss track that i’ve got
turn the game into fallout 4
could’ve been bigger, but i figured i’d take a minute
and get better, before i went out & drop bombs
a trend setter, the best ever, what i’ll aim for
they can’t get in my way, i’m levels above godly,1
won’t want me, a centimetre closer
choke ya, with my shows promo poster
you girlfriends, chilling out, here on my sofa
and, not one of us in the room are still sober
if this is the sh-t you like, i rip the mic
it’s fine, but it’s not my style, it’s isn’t why
i do it bro, i like to vibe
i keep the smile, when they say that i missed my time
you couldn’t beat me on your best day
leave you in the worst state
getting bodied is a present for your birthday
hold up, is the verse, changing
i can’t bang to it, when he hit a rhythm
he hangs, and just wastes it, what
yeah i like to eat the beat
the blood and flesh, i rip from it
hits my feet
it’s not discrete, you’ll see it
from the iss
still unknown, and i rap like this
can’t catch breath, read from the phone
cause the flow, i just spat
was a throw away, yep
cash my cheques
i don’t give a f-ck about you brother
you can go & hang your neck

- bny au

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