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letra de boston baked bitch (esoterrible) - copywrite

-bells gong-
-evil laugh ensues along with gunshots-
yup, that’s right
[sample: “surprise! b-tch!”]

[intro]

copywrite, what the f-ck [?]
ha, ha, ha, yeah
yo, what the f-ck?
[?] what the f-ck is up?

“yo, go ahead and dunk on this boss b-tch[?]”

-indistinct chatter and ad-libs-

[verse 1]

well do yourselves a favor and hop off my d-ck, god d-mn it check
what, you mad ’cause y’all ain’t been paid by landspeed yet?
time to put this boston baked b-tch in his place
this is the verse, take his whip and p-ss on his face
b-tches i heard you was on stage promotin’ we wack; i wouldn’t know
i ain’t at shows early enough to catch the opening act; but i do know this much
when i arrive, stood right in front of you to see what you was gonna do
you ain’t want it dude i was high
but you was the one who got smoked, just embarrassed
i can hit 7ls and still smoke esoteric
frontin’ in that janky whitе lex, when it’s your parents’
and you ain’t еarn sh-t, richie rich, you just inherit
you just a b-tch that bricks every time he drops a twelve
must be in it for the love; it’s d-mn sure not the sales
wanna be low life, and so on
using [?] so on
scared to go to a [?] house show with that [?] on
this is free, i take you lame ass out the frame any day
plus i can’t make money off your no-name ass anyway
cats on your street never heard of y’all
i mentioned esoterrible’s name at an open mic, and they never heard of y’all
eso, i don’t know what kind of crack you was hittin’
to make you mention my name in that bullsh-t rap you was spittin’
the boy can’t do it on his own; but respect you can’t buy it [?]
throwaways from the [?] from inspectah deck
f-ggots handin’ me beat cds (b-tch), tryna get me on they song
how about tryna get my d-ck from out ya jaw
no more free[?] but the won’t stop (not at all)
i bet dad’ll write a check for our next battle, try to buy respect
yes, it’s the end
tell eso to add another “s” at the end
he’s in way over his head, and needs some help from the rest of his friends
[outro]

(laughing)
come on, one hour b-tch, so what?
if my calculations are correct, we’ll hear you what? sometime in september? seven, six months? [?] get off my d-ck, you stupid b-tch

get you some motherf-ckin’ boston crabs for f-cking with me man; get off my d-ck

what, you got an album dropping soon? y’all tryna get some pub and sh-t?

hah, f-ggots

- copywrite

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