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letra de joe tf - danger

intro:
i’m only doing this once
(joe tf-f-f…)

verse 1:
eurgh, i don’t even know where to start at
lil melt bare capping like hard hat
bro don’t come around here with your sly dumb face
when you know i know that you can’t rap
don’t try feud with a monarchy
you are a wannabe
that weren’t a diss, try doing it properly
first up, i’ll issue an apology

i’m sorry to anyone that witnessed this idiot try to rap
i ain’t got time for that, in fact
your friends helped you to write the rap
you’re in set 2, and you’re still kind of fat
i ain’t writing tracks, i’m free styling that
your rhyming lacked, now i’m fighting facts
you think i’m the cat, but got no response
you heard “jarring” twice and thought, “time to dash!”

verse 2:
boy, tell the truth, beg you stop yapping away
lie so much, you’d give your mattress away
you can feel me, like the clap and the b-ss
bars hurt, like a slap in the face
what? i’ma do some damage today
they say i’m sounding, like rabbit and wayne
it’s funny that you’ve never written a bar in your life
and wanna see me catching a fade

i don’t wanna see this wet don dissing me
‘cuz he knows i’m gonna murder him, lyrically
but i might have to pretend, that it’s k!lling me
then go all out on a verse, and it’s bittersweet
i must be in a dream, my flow is hot
and it’s cold, and i reign, i can’t handle humidity
bro, are you kidding me?
i have sympathy for you, cuz’ your face it is lacking symmetry, yah!

verse 3:
like last time, i ain’t holding back, g
lil boy never had pree, so he @ me
gave you a little honour, man better thank me
going round like a rude yute, and a bad seed
you should change your aim to a plan b
and that’s peak, ‘cuz you’re so angry
you ain’t got bulls, ‘cuz i’m on a stampede
and you’re mad, man’s spitting bars at a max speed
okay, i know you can’t stand me
you’re a little cat, long nose, like stampy
i took jabs, like a vaccine
but you’re like an athlete, vs grand prix
yeah i’m usually sweet like candy
now i’m mad like i’m on caffeine
you’ll never see me, ‘round bare man or gyal
‘cuz i don’t need anybody to back me

verse 4:
first, your flow was off, and your bars are whack
and your disses failed, and i laughed at that
you try answer back, but can’t start the rap
and you missed the beat, no heart attack

you know what you wrote, is not real
you heard my song, and then you got chills
don’t try run your mouth, and pipe up
you might be rich, don’t mean you got sk!ll
you heard my response, and now your head hurts
you’re on the line, i’m the network
i’m the expert, i dive in head first
you talk about bars, you got a dead verse
and yeah, you’re minted? so what?
find a better excuse, i’m setting the mood
i’m telling the truth, you’re begging for bars
i’m bearing the yutes, still better than you

verse 5:
you ain’t got dough, like a shortbread
your lines don’t hit close to home
like you’re at my doorstep, please get sorted
get it in your mind i’m about to be bigger than your forehead
ooh! ego’s bigger than your forehead
i am a leader, you’re being force fed
i rep (pap) you mug
you man tryna be sour like warhead

mmm! i feel alone in this rap game
my page is filled up, back off my name, blud
who in this game’s a real one?
feel like i’m against lil pump
and yeah, he’s still dumb
you hear this and your brain, it’ll feel numb
your day will come, your will come
i had my clout, you steal some
i gave you clout, you’re welcome

verse 6:
and you ranking, no black cab, your rap in a trash can
your rapping, it drags fam, my rapping is abstract
you’re having to stand back, put that in a hashtag
i’m shutting down your whack, little cat in the hat raps
and pack in the backchat, i’ll stab if you jab back
you’re having a flash back, i’m battling r-ss k-ss
you’re plain as a crash land, you’re aiming for crash pads
away in a hatchback, now stay in a trash bag

you’re more like scar or kaa
can’t even go bar for bar
don’t be acting like, “are we calm, or nah?”
we ain’t fight that way, like martial art
lie bare, little man just scratch the surface
him and his big mouth, see him at the surgeon
now you won’t rap the verses
release this, and he’s wordless, he nervous
he swerve us on purpose and i feed him curses
i bury with words and i’ll serve at the churches
i’m curving the burdens, the words of the murders
i’ll come to your service, i’ll turn in a purchase
i’m searching for suits, it’ll suit this occurrence
and sheesh! i’m dominating
it’s quite clear that you’re on a bait ting
and it’s not me that you wanna hate, kid

verse 7:
i’m making my lyrics penetrate
i do that everyday, i will not hesitate
see this lemon in a mug like lemonade
you took it to another degree, centigrade
meditate, meditate, you need to get away
you’re acting like you’re all big, and you’ve led the way
likkle man, move, and that’s word to snowy
surrounded by danger, i’m taking out yellow tape
should i be mr. defence, or be less afraid?
this is my time, you’re taking centre stage
however great, you know i’m on a better wave
you know whoever claims a throne will never reign

you ride the waves, i ride the flow
i (gunshot sound) to the microphone
this is the last time i do this
‘cuz i don’t let anyone try the goat
don’t play yourself

outro:
aye
so now we got that out the way
let’s make a tune, bro
my name is (joe tf-f-f…)
aye!

- danger

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