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letra de cuchos here (freestyle) - cucho bandito

[verse 1: cucho bandito]

spit sick, oh i hope you catch it
school full of tools, hallway chatter ’bout the ratchets
doubted me now they saying i’m about it
can’t make mistakes because i’m always rapping
d-mn sh-t was strange last year
worked all summer book-store chashier
my close friend f-cking shot himself
so i drink shots and go f-ck myself
thinking f-ck my health
at the beach, on my knees
screaming “god won’t help.”
but now it’s better. wool over vision
women, take off my sweaters
and now i go and get her
these verses hold my soul like my old shoe dresser
f-cked up on my first green pasture
i thought about the future while time moved backwards
i didn’t like it. i felt too righteous
so now on these tracks is the only time i light sh-t
seems to be loved ones leaving me
but i know all these nerds still believe in me
string theory, big banging on computer screens
make change like seasoning. they seen in me:
atilla
frieza
a hungary f-cking ceaser
they say i’m not nas
till i turn these tracks to ether
light a j up. take the lay up
hit the backboard. but still make the playoffs
make some office sp-ce, y’all getting laid off
pack of wild dogs, heard full of based gods

- cucho bandito

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