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letra de if it was written (cosmic d diss) - cracker trapper

yo what’s good
don’t usually do this over here at cracker trapper productions
but unfortunately some sh-t’s gone down recently
that has, uh
stopped us from the fun that we usually have

some f-cking little b-tches
think it’s okay to, uh
talk a bunch of sh-t (f-ck em!)
claim that we’re jealous
claim that they’re better writers than us
pshh!
b-tch, if only they knew what would happen
if it was written
i wonder
it’s a shame we gotta do this though

[verse 1: cracker trapper]
alright
yo what up
it’s the cracker trapper
but some f-ggots tryna say that i ain’t the rap master
so now i’m f-cking madder than a f-cking mad hatter
and now i ain’t fappin’
i’m blasting
bullets in your head instead and
i’m laughing
and you’re telling me that you p-ssys think that you’re the best mcs
please
i’m the real g
you f-cking phonies never rolled a blunt with codeine
and you zone in on the rap game claiming i’m jealous
but i shouted you out and you act like you never met us? (f-ck you!)

invited us to your stu’
showed up
b-tch to get me near any of you 6 m-ffs
you’d have to get me 6 blunts
and all your moms’ c-nts
lined up to receive a punt once every 6 months
end up in handcuffs
but i don’t give a f-ck
cause this kid that you can’t trust
has had enough of this stuff

bottom line is you guys are f-cking p-ssies
i got every venue in the country trying to book me
so when you give me looks don’t act like you f-cking shook me
cause i’m a crook, b
a wildin’ wookie (chewbacca noise)
i’ll chew back a quick fact that you kids will overlook see?
when we try to write we’re rap gods
you ain’t even compet-tion
usually we havin’ fun but today we teachin’ lessons
and don’t be second guessing cause i reckon that i’ll wrecks you
while my erection resurrects your mom’s used up cooch
the only reason that you’ve got more likes than me is that real g’s get real love on the real streets
you posers hide behind kiss 108 lines & wheel fake minds too scared to see the light (p-ssies)
yeah, f-ck cosmic d, motherf-ckers

[verse 2: trill nye]
yeah, f-ck cosmic d (f-ck ’em!)
about to go in

your comments are weak
to my disbelief, you took cheap shots at the chief (keef)
no turning my cheek
gonna come at you like meek
your outlook looks bleak
this ain’t no f-cking comic relief
first blood
you started this beef
we were back on your street
trying to go in on some beats
now my sword out it’s sheath
started on peace
gonna end with a piece
gonna end with the fiece
again with the heat
my fame will increase
my game’s still discreet
always spitting flame
whenever i speak (fire)
you’re still chattin
what happened
thought you was rappin’
slow clapping your verse
not the worst that i heard
still f-cking absurd (you’re a b-tch)
word is out
play the game
show some clout
auf wiedersehen

[verse 3: dr. j-flex]
yo
f-ck cosmic d
sam stone especially

you wanna be will smith
rapping clean without wit

a midget who can’t spit
you can’t take sh-t
without throwing a fit
like when i rubbed susan’s cl-t
you’re a wannabe hipster
i had s-x with your sister
unfortunately i missed her
blew my load on your bed
and just laughed as i kissed her
dr. j-flex in your house
susan was defnitely not quiet as a mouse
now i go out with a bang
and a dried out w-ng

f-ck cosmic d
and sam stone especially

[verse 4: soop]
and if it was written what you said would have stung
you have no idea what you have done
what i’ve become comes with a catastrophic promise of gin and tonic
caustic is the topic of chronic
hey cosmic i heard your bars were sick
but when you spit this toxic logic it makes me vomit
watch where you aiming that sh-t
equipped i attack cliques
tribe called quest said it in 1986
vibe or you’ll make your body flip
all shots hit
to sink your battleship
a catalyst moving to win the championship
dismantling and tangle you for example mishandle you from every angle
ample enough to trample your sample & channel your inner vandal
you’ve had a history of mimicry and imagery
imagery synthinthe
yeah versitility of my infantry: infinite
f-ck with the trinity willfully and deliberately promoting hostility between us
2015 discussed as a year of distrust
enough to disrupt corrupt and obstruct your vision
my words slice with precision no revision
so cut that parental supervision sh-t
it ain’t what i envision kid
if you ain’t like it keep skipping it
i don’t care about your likes i’m flipping bricks

f-ck cosmic d
bunch of b-tches up in this stew
f-ck with sweet lou gonna get hit b-tch
cracker trapper coming at you
this ain’t that written sh-t
this is what happens when we write, motherf-ckers

- cracker trapper

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