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letra de walking with the dead - claas

[intro]
stir crazy

[verse 1: claas]
they-they out here just thinkin’ ’bout biting (yeah!)
i might be the only one that’s different because i’m lightning
in a bottle, the model of underground success
still i’m steady k!lling sh-t, just remember i am the best
all of y’all are greedy, just feeding off of the next man
ain’t got a next plan, just actin’ like your reflection (haha!)
see the same kid, same spit, it’s the same sh-t
just face it, you claimed it was different but b-tch, it ain’t it
and when the pain hits ’cause you ain’t еver made sh-t
followed еverybody off there walkin’ off the same cliff (yeah!)
maybe then you’ll notice when your brain hits, it smashes everywhere
that really you are never gonna make it, tryna be like the horde, masses that walk the earth
with their microphone, they all thinkin’ they f-ckin’ beat the curve (nah!)
but really they only beatin’ themself
while tryin’ to fight for an industry ready to see ’em fail (let’s go!)

[chorus: claas]
everybody wanna be the same, everybody wanna be the f-ckin’ trend
(they walkin’ with the dead!)
everybody needs to get it through their heads, they ain’t ever gonna be the f-ckin’ best (they walkin’ with the dead!)
see rappers on the decline got me bein’ rick grimes, i’ll shoot ’em in the head(-gun c-ck and bang-)
’cause they ain’t built for greatness, should really accept their fate before they know it’s too late (ha!)
they walkin’ with the dead!
[verse 2: claas]
half of y’allwill sell your soul just to scratch and fight
but numbers don’t lie and spell disaster for your sacrifice
because you gave your life and trust me, that sh-t was overpriced
for you to go and act like you ain’t different from another guy
a-and it’s created a wasteland, for wastin’ any f-ckin’ sk!ll you had to be a waste can
what a waste man, you could have been a great man
but now there ain’t a trace of you existin’, you’re displaced and
wanderin’ the planet doin’ local shows for local hoes
and they don’t even like you, you’re a local bro (you’re a local bro)
can’t read the f-ckin’ room like it’s a vocal node
who f-ckin’ knows if anyone can see you? you’re a f-ckin’ ghost
and you ain’t had a creative thought in your head
screamin’ blood, sweat, and tears but sh-t, you ain’t never bled
and now you’re just walkin’ amongst the dead
’cause n0body here alive gave a f-ck ’bout what you said (they walkin’ with the dead!)

[chorus: claas]
everybody wanna be the same, everybody wanna be the f-ckin’ trend
(they walkin’ with the dead!)
everybody needs to get it through their heads, they ain’t ever gonna be the f-ckin’ best (they walkin’ with the dead!)
see rappers on the decline got me bein’ rick grimes, i’ll shoot ’em in the head(-gun c-ck and bang-)
’cause they ain’t built for greatness, should really accept their fate before they know it’s too late (ha!)
th-they walkin’ with the dead!
everybody wanna be the same, everybody wanna be the f-ckin’ trend
(they walkin’ with the dead!)
everybody needs to get it through their heads, they ain’t ever gonna be the f-ckin’ best (they walkin’ with the dead!)
see rappers on the decline got me bein’ rick grimes, i’ll shoot ’em in the head(-gun c-ck and bang-)
’cause they ain’t built for greatness, should really accept their fate before they know it’s too late (ha!)
th-they walkin’ with the dead!
[outro: claas]
th-they walkin’ with the dead!
th-they walkin’ with the dead!

- claas

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