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letra de fuk' dat shit (remix) - caidan-v

[intro: caidan]
i’m so sick of this sh-t, i’m boutta quit
everyone say i don’t know how to spit
you ain’t gonna feel the back of my wrist
you gon’ feel the end of my fist
i’m harder than some 50 cents

[verse: caidan]
everyone say i’m hesitant
i woke up and chose violence
none of y’all liked my content
sayin’ this now, “better start packin’” (yeah)
you a peasant in the battle, i’ma king (oh)
here’s a present that’ll ruin your self-esteem (oh)
i’m well-meant but ill with my theme (yeah)
it’s my intent to be unbreakable to the extreme
i got a new flow so i can rap better (uh-huh)
you sold your soul so you can rap cr-pper (haha)
never talked about you behind your back (loser)
now who the f-ck you think is getting clapped on the track (me?)
it definitely isn’t me (oh), i ain’t getting flamed
or smoked, just for some fame (yeah)
i ain’t gonna choke when i say
f-ck these games, you bloke (oh)
you just like -redacted- (oh), a p-ssy
thinking you can just go and push me
around town so quiet down (hahaha)
my shots have been fired, countdown
5,4,3,2,1, heard your diss and knew i already won
i’ll pull up in a he-rs- in a bit
then i’ll curse and i’ll p-ss (oh)
steal a purse and a kiss (oh)
i write the verses i spit (oh)
[outro: caidan, young zee]
yo, f-k’ dat sh-t!

- caidan v

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