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letra de i don't get it - brandon carter

[intro]
lemme show y’all a lil’ somethin’
this is how i do it, yup
it’s “carter-time,” it’s my time

[hook]
i don’t get it, i don’t get it, i don’t get it
i don’t get it, i don’t get it, i don’t get it
i don’t get it, i don’t get it, i don’t get it
i don’t get it, i don’t get it

[verse 1]
taken something into the max
how could someone remember that?
another story, is just another story
shifts in the sand makes nothin’ but tracks
something to say? mean nothin’ but cr-p
tall as a building, leave nothin’ but scr-ps
thinkin’ they bad? thinkin’ they mad?
nothin’ but nothin, but nothin’ but trash
uppin’ in sense, leave nothin’ but stacks
who pays the bills? pay nothing but tax
lyrics so real, sounds something like “rap”
taking a pose, put my hands in my lap
move for the millions, billion’ wanna attack
hoppin’ out the ’08, so they know i’m back
life is not a game, neither is the crack
i just want a ring, i be thinking i’m shaq

[bridge]
i know i’m all about that modem
i told you people, i told ’em
gettin’ dough, easy-bake
on the road, sweepstakes

[verse 2]
crumblin’ down on a row of torches, stacking paper like a house of cards
sounds of war, poetry-in-motion, spitting lines like play & park [park n play]
this city’s on lies, my heart is so dark
guns and the bullets and the tank and my shark
i do not push my self to the limit
holidays come the nightmare before christmas
my privacy settings ain’t none of yo’ bid’ness
tell nothing but truth because god is my witness
you know it’s the magic, none of that fake and
i do not promise, i make goals and i take it
not my opinion
you know what i’m spittin’
gravity falls: got buildings descendin’
so many words, couldn’t write this endin’
law-switch-the-law, put my name in the amendments
ball ’til i fall, never broke my attendance
ambulance on call, save the world, no gimmick
earth’s in this world, fight to the finish
top dog, alpha, comin’ out, i’m southpaw
man on a missionary, these lyrics are pro-visionary
walkin’ out like cemetery, state of mind: obituary

[verse 3]
duffel bag full of c-ke and pepsi
blasian persuasion, non-gypsies
body-bag, be hefty
hotbox, caught fightin’ in a slapbox
’til you un-knot where the trust stops
gettin’ reckless, sendin’ me all of ya’ textin’
one man army, mine’s independent
put a spell on yo’ f-bomb
phony apprentice
i forgot to mention
one sentence
what side ya’ be on?
state of the art (song)
signature drawn, makin’ my mark
tryna be steel, no time to be stark
i don’t get it
i don’ hurt yo’ feelin’s
lyrics through the ceilin’
lemme make my finish

[outro]
i-d-g-i
i-d-g-i
i-d-g-i

- brandon carter

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