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letra de 4am in norwich (freestyle) - coll

coll freestyle:

put your favourite rhymer on a platter
and i’ll eat them like mufasa
like italian
don’t eat pasta
not jamaican, i like ganja
you would think i’m from wakanda
lyrics genocide, uganda
work is madder, and i’m badder
beat it like a drummer
eat it this cake like a piranha
i wear bape, so i made her go bananas with this drip, don’t have clips
with my clique, they just k!ll it then we dip

close my eyes, i never cried
this is this far from what you know…
story teller i am more
leather dressing on my coat
blood, sweat all down my clothes
i’m so clean don’t need a robe
(ahh)
hang you with a rope
if you messing up the flow
or
playing with my dough, so
best believe im cold
summer comes and i wear coats
jackets on the stove
presidential need a vote
i will cut you by the throat
if you try to stop the flow

(oh)
yeah i’ve been bold
through the losses
and the wins
i don’t stop i just move
concrete jungle suffocates
staying low to hibernate

you will see when i am ready
you hear me when i’m ready
i’m not fake like tom jerry
i stay sweet ben and jerry’s
with a mask: jim carrey
liar liars…
i’m the yes man
me and myself and irene
going 90 in the car
‘cos we have to reach our goals
doing time on maple drive
ohh my mind is so unkind
never blind, i move with faith
denzel in every scene
unstoppable and mean
fried eggs and them some beans
i just switch through every scene
as i’m k!lling everything
i might kiss the preacher’s wife
‘cos i don’t believe his lies
i see hate up in his eyes
i see pain where i reside
i see power in my sights

like i’m ghost and tommy
curtis jackson, tryna get rich before a brother dies
i have cash up in eyes, dedication!
i got money in my eyes
weak s— wanna try

all i want is money money money money money

sick individual
lyrical match my physical, haven’t reached my pinnacle

who wants it first?
none of you!

anger in my body ‘cos i’m misunderstood…

so i use my anger to get out of the hood
took shackles off my hands and i broke free
took the shackles off my brain and i thought free
no i won’t starve you know i will eat
you can watch me rise
addicted to the pain
don’t explain, i don’t complain
never plain stay in my lane
watch me rise!

(don’t explain, i don’t complain
never plain stay in my lane
watch me rise)

- coll

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