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letra de rooster - chronic dro

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rooster

[verse 1: chronic dro]
they ain’t found a way to k!ll me yet
trudging through trenches half-awake, like an army vet
bust back through iron sights, grip the iron mic
breathing out, they can feel the energy

if rap were a table i’d be the center piece
radio ain’t meant for me, they’d just censor me
i’m just being my d-mn f-cking self, explicit
with no holds barred i grab your attention, listen

ain’t swimming in a cesspool no more
dripping in droppings, a piece of sh-t and no one can stop me
ain’t hard to distinguish brain cells
heads all dizzy being put through a spell

you still got no dubs, i’m still on one
play no games, talk big flames, straight from the sun
raising questions on what i really mean
wiping mop heads round the flo’, stay clean

[hook]
y’all couldn’t f-ck with my worse sh-t
here comes the rooster, cannons up, sinking ships
hey, i’m just talking a whole lot of sh-t
that’s just how it goes growing up with busted lips

[verse 2: chronic dro]
k!lling machine out in these mean streets
stacking more bodies than he has dollar bills, send chills
laid back, contemplate suicide in my head
rather let you try me out instead

walking tall machine gun man
that’s who i am, sent me slugs when i started rap
it’s all jokes ’til i have the last laugh
expose them all to deadly paragraphs

plot is perilous, enjoy every page at this stage
life looms above like a guillotine blade
whine on, the sh-t in your mouth not tasty
that sh-t won’t phase me, critics don’t praise me

enlightened like bible study after m-ss
read too much into past, write my own aftermath
you getting the bigger picture?
when the truth come, you bury face in scripture

[hook]
y’all couldn’t f-ck with my worse sh-t
here comes the rooster, cannons up, sinking ships
hey, i’m just talking a whole lot of sh-t
that’s just how it goes growing up with busted lips

[verse 3: chronic dro]
lies escape your lips every time you speak
snakes with harmless smiles, yanking t–th
accuracy in a masterpiece, magnifique
sticky inhabit mason jars, restock monthly

don’t hand me no squares crash dummy
it’ll cause cancer and a run for your money
never been one to beg, please love me
isolation, that’s my main occupation

concentrate when i catch wind
regular can found under dro’s antonyms
with a flow sweet as cinnamon
tough pill to swallow when your stomach hollow

not one to follow, opposite of a role model
walking experiment, coughing from rips on my chemistry set
hard to knock, here to represent
breaking more down until my mind catch up to present tense

[outro]
todos tenemos defectos, no somos perfectos
es difícil concentrar me en el centro
vivo la vida como quiero, con lo más des respecto
si no te gusta traga mecos, culero

- chronic dro

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