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letra de tic - codac

i rap like i’m a crack addict, runny like yo grandma’s sh-t
let me take a crack at it, on the beat i snap on it
smoke 10 blunts and get super high
i avoid west side compton cause id probably die
in it
they see a white guy and think i got cheese spinnin’
and they’d be right guys, cause i’m winnin’
and according to scripture i’m sinnin’
ill paint pretty picture of your girl with me in it
ill be driving european
cruising down the scenic
i’m a clever dumb–ss stick your thumb up your -ss and spin it
like a record scratch, like i scratch my -ss
while lyrically creating what we know as a battle rap
so sit down son you can’t step to this
just take a listen im lyrically fishin
im shocking, electrification
product of, experimentation
a new day a new way, mundane is the name of the game and its gray
haters at bay i dont care what they say when i rap i spray my words away
all for no pay
i light a jay then lyrically slay
i grab the mic and my foes pray
i’m the hunter they the prey
polar opposite of lil wayne
when i rap i play, i melt your brain like a gamma ray keep away
beat your -ss so bad ill go back and re-watch the action replay
always been a shut away, sometimes had some tooth decay
raised in the city los angeles usa

yo, aight’ check it

easy easy easy
peasy lemon squeezey
my raps are cheesy not sleazy
call me a g, people want to be me
status so high you can’t even motherf-cking see me
so step up to me cause i play hardcore
im way ahead of you but whose keeping score
rapping to me, is quite an easy ch0r-
call me a k!ller artist cause im painting the art of war
i take the mic and my face is bright reddish
i spit dope sh-t like a woman with a scat fetish
who is this guy
full of sh-t, hes so white?
thinks hes tough cause hes got a pen and a mic

well

i’d rather have that, then nothing
that way i can show that i know f-cking know something
subliminal messages read between the lines
any average joe could spit a basic rhyme
climb, prime, crime, fine, time, lime, dime
what the f-ck was that like nine?
oh, ten, my bad i did it again
i went off on a tangent doesn’t even look like it has an end
ill choke you out, no can defend
leave you down, on the ground, youll need a f-ckin godsend
matterfact ill let you live, im hearin your plea
lets go back a few bars, guess what that makes me

- codac

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