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letra de fuckin' gangsta - ceeingee

[verse 1]
i’m fantastic, as ever than you bein’ clever
i am havin’ trouble with breathin’ cause i have a feelin’ that i’ll be leavin’ my dads house like a mouse in a book one time i read, it was years ago before i created my alter ego, sinister
i am a only child, i ain’t got a sister
i started of with rap at 16, when i was at school
i wrote raps at cl-ss, showed them off in the p.e cl-ss
i claimed it was better than songs at m-ss
i felt like a f-ckin’ clown
i also hated school, it wasn’t cool
i had too much problems, like bullies
kick them in the gollies, whack them dead til they have blood gushin’ from their f-ckin’ head
i bet, i’ll get the strengh that i need to go through life with, without wantin’ to end it with meth
i get so insecure, i am right for sure
i am so confused too, i don’t know who to go to, the path i want to choose
sh-t, is poppin’, i’m rockin’ the h-ll out myself
[hook]
i ain’t a f-ckin’ gangsta, though i act like it
i ain’t a f-ckin’ gangsta, though i act like i am
[verse 2]
i’m a hard nut, i think i am
i can’t stay calm, when someone gets me angry
i get so f-ckin’ d-mn mad like a nutcase lad
but please dad, i’m annoyed a lot
even the bullies got me wantin’ to turn to pot
cause my life is down and out, like a homeless
i think i am so f-ckin’ good, but evil inside me go through me sh-t
i am through of some of this f-ckin’ sh-t, not a little bit
cause i am sh-t when i give a hit like a girl, i’m a sissy boy
i hate the fact that i don’t have a gat to shoot f-ckers in the face to cut to the f-ckin’ d-mn chase
bl–dy h-ll, when did bl–dy became a swear, well
maybe i’ve entered another year, time travel
i’mma be the killer of marvel, i hate how spiderman became better than batman but that is life and superheroes with the best power get the best status
i’mma state this, cause sh-t is going down a little bit
but while i rap sh-t, call me cr-p cause life f-ckin’ bringin’ in a hit, to me cause i hate how f-ckers wanna f-ck with me
i am f-ckin’ mad cause my life is f-ckin’ badder you see
if that is a word, i am wording it, wording sh-t
like i’m wording sh-t when i’m working it
but i rhyme like a maniac, i am the bad of rap
that is a fact cause i rap the most vicious rhymes that you’ll ever hear like me killin’ a queer when he’s screaming for his f-ckin’ life, get a knife stab him in the heart cause he was a male tart
my rap is art, those who don’t think so
i’mma sink yo like the t-tanic i’mma sink yo in the ocean hoe
i’mma d-mn f-ckhead, maybe that’s why i am r-t-rded
[hook]
i ain’t a f-ckin’ gangsta, though i act like it
i ain’t a f-ckin’ gangsta, though i act like i am
[verse 3]
i am sick and tired, i keep sayin’ that
but no other way to explain the pain i’m feelin’
i fight with my ex all the time, she’s a f-ckin’ b-tch
thinkin’ she can f-ck me up, she can’t
she’s a f-ckin’ b-tch like snitch
the way i feel about her is what i feel about me gettin’ f-ckin’ told that the swaggy walk i do is a gangsta walk too
i hate how people call me a gangsta, i am not i am not gonna overdose with pot
you f-ckin’ pr-ck f-cks, i might just be a gangsta
it would be better than the life right now
i am lyrical all the way, i am the lyrical gangsta then hen
you b-tch like to sin, maybe i do too
i am a sinner all the way, i’mma killer too
i’ll kill ya with a f-ckin’ shoe
kill ya with an axe, chop off your head and who’s gonna be next
my other ex, the one who almost broke my f-ckin’ nose near the college, the f-ckin’ b-tch
her friend never helped me, she watched like she loved the pain i was feelin’
i was gonna f-ckin’ kill the b-tch with a knife, f-ck her up with a knife to stab her in the guts, laugh while she’s spittin’ blood and dying, maybe screaming
i’m dreamin’ of a night day, i night time rhyme in my room
[hook]
i ain’t a f-ckin’ gangsta, though i act like it
i ain’t a f-ckin’ gangsta, though i act like i am

- ceeingee

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