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letra de chop chop - cathcart

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[verse 1]
any evidence of
imbalance in this palette
is invalid, mind you, flowing
with talent, i’m new, bold and
italics, times new roman
i pen ballads in the booth, voting
my skin’s calloused, might use lotion
i’m through moping, i ain’t tearing up, ’less
it’s shallots that you holding
i ain’t tearing up, i’m moving up a tier
said i must get here, i’m a musketeer
moving a notch up again, i washed up again
the swashbuckling buccaneer
beyond puzzling, y’all chuckling
know i got all of you buckling up again, see
if you coming right up against me
got no time for a mumbling sucker emcee
cut em off, like

[hook]
chop chop, right away chop chop, right away
chop chop, like a blade
chop chop, right away, chop chop, right away
chop chop, like a blade
chop chop, right away, chop chop, right away
chop chop, like a blade
chop chop, right away chop chop, right away

[verse 2]
don’t get it backwards, don’t need bad words
when i rap, it’s a rapture, i’m a raptor who attacks
never adverse when i add a verse to a track
never average, don’t need adverts to attract
’cause i hate the energy an ad emits
y’all inanimate and i’d admit
i knew it was clear that i’ve been adamant
finna go nuclear like i in-atom it
said i’m nuclear, and i’m new, clearly
boutta blow up, so if you near me
then you better watch out for the fallout
cold bars, never thawed out, but they’re thought out
i’m on top now, finna ball out
so hard, going all out’s what i’m all about
calling me an abomination
‘til i blow up and i bomb the nation, like

[hook]
chop chop, right away, chop chop, right away
chop chop, like a blade
chop chop, right away, chop chop, right away
chop chop, like a blade
chop chop, right away, chop chop, right away
chop chop, like a blade
chop chop, right away chop chop, right away

[post-hook]
i am a hotshot, by the way, nonstop, i display
top notch rhyming, stay on lock, like a cage
finally my mixtape drop, dropped, like the bass
spot on, microwave hot, talk fire flames
yeah, so stop, drop, and roll
no pop, rock and roll, but got lots of soul, tell ’em
chop chop, right away, chop chop, right away
chop chop, like a blade

[verse 3]
i’m a frag meant to go fragment reality
cuz i’m ‘bout to blow up
never stagnant, but got a stag mentality
cuz i’m ‘bout the doe and bucks
want it all, lock, stock, and barrels
all y’all in peril, it’s a sudden stop
like crop top apparel, i cut em off
‘til my side burns like mutton chops
said chop, chop chop, right away
chop chop, like a blade
all the songs y’all like today
talk of driving a drop top, high in a
hotbox, buying a lot of ice and chains
blah blah, riding a hogwash tidal wave
all y’all hibernate
but i’ve got thoughts, wide awake
as i rock the night away

[hook]
chop chop, right away, chop chop, right away
chop chop, like a blade
chop chop, right away, chop chop, right away
chop chop, like a blade
chop chop, right away, chop chop, right away
chop chop, like a blade
chop chop, right away, chop chop, right away

[verse 4]
to choppy rap, drop the c-cky act
y’all be gawking at
choppy rap, walkie talkie cr-p
-chhk- copy that
yeah, that’s why the rhyming’s so static
and your beats sound like you programmed it
that’s a sign of yo status
oh, look at the time, bout
time to go at it
i’ve been defining nomadic
been climbing, chromatic, ignite the whole planet
just like i’m volcanic, been writing quotes and it
might just go damage the microphone, dammit
i’m looking to be heard
but these labels wanna control every
hook, line, and singer
like hook, line, and sinker
tryna bait me, but i know the bait
that’s no debate, i know to make no mistake
i’m flowing great, hold up, wait
my pen is smoking, though i hate to smoke or vape
the protege of those i play
that’s token, j. cole, slim shady, spose, and jid, yuh
still so young they id ya, i just say ideas
got my eyelids open late
like denny’s are, i know they rate
it many stars, i won’t create
empty art solely made
for capital or lowercase
i’m plenty smart, i motivate
got heavy bars, they’re overweight
this song’s like twenty yards, a throwaway

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