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letra de 909prodigy - christian layone

[intro]
hey christian! you know who it is! hey!
who’s christian?
oh this guy i had beef with like a few years ago. me and [censored]
you remember me?

[verse 1: christian layone]
if you ain’t got finesse why you’d think i’d mess with you?
i’m the eight percent who ain’t scared to make some moves
my ego’s eagle-in’ up to levels illegal
and i’m that ie kid who gon’ make it to the globe
i got them talkin’ out in rancho to loma
sb to corona
jurupa
riverside to redlands revolution
if you don’t know about me, then get to schoolin’
cause i’m about to rule ya with a flow from chattanooga

[verse 2: corbin grino]
look at me i’m sailor moon, wishin’ on stars on this
cash right in my pocket then i
put it on my wrist
motorola everywhere, man my phone feel icy
your girl call me on a tuesday and on wednesday she be cryin’ ay
i put her back where i found it though
then i take two more
i stack it up like a mountain though
that’s where i been before
she cryin’ all up in my kitchen. ay
she gonna get stains on my linen. ay
wonderin’ if i should hit it. ay
now i’m at a low percentage

[verse 3: christian layone]
ay
first off, y’all just real sloth
like her bra strap, i’m bouta pop off
pop just like popcorn
no opc, call that a montage
op like palkia
pop ya like pacquiao
am-ss clout. collect like banjo kazooie
coochie’s got me shook
call me captain of the hooks
my dream is to get the cream, now i’m servin’ all the looks
i got fans. i got friends. and some girls who down to hook
ya boy don’t act by the book
so don’t talk to me unless they say you’re good

[transition]
i’ve been running through the city, but with no set
no set, no set
i’ve been running through the city, but with no set
no set, no set

[verse 4: christian layone]
wait a sec, y’all too basic
and i’m too sick. syphilis
still in this game, i’m instillin’ it
and i’m stealin’ it. stealin’ syncopations
i’m the only asian who ain’t just a gimmick
gimme sean miyashiro on the phone
born in ’99, but i ain’t imanuel
i ain’t readin’ manuals. i did it all manual
i’m not a man, i’m animal
i’ll crush ya just like danimals
with my hands on your mandibles
man, did the bulls only come because of my jams?
jet pack up to my elevation
imagination is the one thing y’all lackin’
spit fire, stay fly. inland empire’s dragon
909 prodigy, i make dead guys and i drag ’em
drag ’em. drag ’em

[outro]
i know what you are. you’re cute and mysterious

- christian layone

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