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letra de coffin // trap - bradley layne & kid c.

coffin

[intro: kid c.]
coffin, coffin, end up in that coffin
coffin, coffin, end up in that coffin
coffin, coffin, end up in that coffin
please don’t touch my raf, ‘fore you end up in that coffin
coffin, coffin, end up in that coffin
coffin, coffin, end up in that coffin
coffin, coffin, end up in that coffin
please don’t touch my raf, ‘fore you end up in that coffin

[verse 1: kid c.]
’bout to catch a body, you can’t stop me (stop me)
boy, i’m never lyin’, better watch me (watch me)
runnin’ raps around the lames, tryna copy (copy)
walking dead, they got no brains, they a zombie (zombie)
chuggin’ henny everyday, they got a problem (problem)
better watch what you’ve been saying, i’m a monster (monster)
breakin’ out of every cage, they tryna stop me (stop me)
everybody scream my name cause now they want me, yeah (now they want me)

trap

[verse 1: kid c.]
now they want me spitting bars with that old school flow
i rip the mic, i’m getting paid but i don’t do no shows
i switch the sh-t like everyday, thought i was new school, no
yeah, i’ma murder every page with all those lines i wrote
i’ll be surfin’ on my millions, buying all the buildings
give it just a bit and then my teeth will sell for billions
billions, you hear this? fakes tryna steal this
yeah, i’m the realest, hold up, hear this
r.i.p. to everybody who done test me
couple years ago, you wouldn’t text me
couple weeks ago, you ain’t impress me
couple days ago, you say we besties
f-ck up out my face, you almost left me
i could do it on my own, carve my name into the throne
staying sane? well, i don’t know cause i’ve been talkin’ to a ghost
he said “chill, take your time, make them bills every night
f-ck the rules, f-ck the game, f-ck a b-tch” f-ckin’ right
winning all the time, guess i’ve got the iller mind
guess they watching me tonight, everybody loves to lie
and everybody loves a liar and i know that, yeah
just a sec, i’m ’bout to go and chill with kodak, yeah
sick of trap, you want that rap, you want that old back, yeah
they hear me then they taking takeoff off his own track
i’m ’bout to set a higher standard for these flows, man
pull up, hope that [ruined rap] is going gold, yah
now i’m hoppin’ out the wraith, look at all these f-ckin’ chains
look how far i’ve f-cking came, human no longer the name
diamonds shining, they ain’t fake, now i’m rhyming better, hey
switch the flow, catch you all off guard, aye
f-ck a deadline, no runnin’ sh-t, aye
deer in headlines, get run over, aye
mixing jack with the c-ke everyday
’bout to drink all of my pain away

[outro]
’bout to drink all of my pain away
’bout to drink all of my pain away
’bout to drink all of my pain away
’bout to drink all of my pain away
’bout to drink all of my pain away
’bout to drink all of my pain away
’bout to drink all of my pain away

- bradley layne kid c

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