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letra de that’s how it is (opio remix) - casual

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[verse 1]
i write raps, and when n-ggas bite, i clap
’cause their sh-t sounds better now
you done let me down, ’cause i thought you would be dope
but instead, your sh-t’s dead
you gets fed to the alligators, lurking in the moat
peep what i wrote
you bit so hard, i though the sh-t was a quote
but still i’m taxing, axing the competition
and any wack men, i stomp and diss ’em
easily, and you can feel the pressure
plus when i bust emcees’ll be
trampling each other tryna exit
when i flex it, the way i wreck sh-t is not unexpected
n-ggas just losе when i choose
the bеst crews of emcees and turn ’em into refugees
i slaughter a lot of emcees with all the
styles i compiles, and cut ’em off like valves
think to yourself i write the sh-t, so you can bite the sh-t
and i’ll know, despite you get props
(to da beat!) n-ggas get dropped

[chorus: audio two sample, scratched by dj touré]
“that’s how it was and that’s how it is!”
“that’s how it was and that’s how it is!”
[verse 2]
enough with this wackness, “enough” is my check
enough with these motherf-ckers biting das efx
i come real when i show sk!lls
(hey, yo, saafir!) you macked on that ho, ill
and that’s for real, my flow still
is everlasting
n-ggas forever blasting shots when cas gets hot
you’re not fresh, so you hating when i be just
ripping microphones without stating the obvious
now how much harder can it get?
n-ggas try to flow, but they sounding like me a year ago
sh-t old, kaputt, i got loot
to the hoes, i’m cute, and so i always got boots
it’s me, so be free to feel the oddly swing
more n-ggas got my back than rodney king
i feel tight, knowing that the sh-t i write
will be exposed to foes, and everyone will feel fright
and you’ll run and tell your man, “yo, peep this twist
it’s real, try to practice,” but the mack is
way ahead of ya, instead of ya wack sound
i’m kickin’ sh-t to make emcees back down
got rhymes that k!lls, fills many empty heads
n-ggas can be dead, i got ’em in line, like smpte
red light, slow that sh-t down, bring it to a halt (ha!)
you’re wack and it’s all your fault

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