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letra de ready to score - debs

i admit that i’ve been lost
but i’ve been found
have you been around?
how you go about goin around town?
you got the girls
you got the bottles
you in check?
what’s next?
making it out the bullsh-t and the drama..

[verse 1]
watch your words, they come around quick like karma
i’m so sikh on dharma, plowin through these fields
homie i’m ahh farmer
prayin on my knees but i ain’t no martyr
went to the same high school as jefferey dahmer
like to think that i’m ah young lebanese scholar
rap game more then blue collar
i’m shootin i’m shootin
homie i’m a starter
i’ll be polite with your daughter
young man that will be a dollar
foe that arnold n palmer
ain’t nothin free in this world
ain’t nothin free in this world
money ain’t growin on trees in this world
life’s just a bunch of fees in this world
but thats why you gotta go fish
gettin the fix for this dish
chef in the kitchen, my cookin so rich
chef in the kitchen, i’m gettin to this
girls easier then a flip of switch
im fixin my pitch, got this rap game in a hitch
wooah i won’t miss
slicin like swiss
baby come give me a kiss
i’ve had all the anti-venom of these snake
anti-dote forever flowin in my viens
makin me immortal to these fakes
diamond in the rough
this rap game is pretty tough
play the right cards homie better not bluff
come in the paint with that weak end up stuffed
i’ve had enough, i’ve had enough
i ain’t in no rut
manny with the upper hit yah in the gut
you a mix you a mut
i ain’t messin with you
no no
i ain’t messing with you

[chorus]
p-ss me the rock i’m ready to score
fakes never make it p-ssed the doors
do it for yourself
do it for yourself
do it do it
do it for yourself
p-ss me the rock i’m ready to score
fakes never make it past the doors
fakes never make it past the doors
fakes never make it past the doors

[verse 2]
they say that i’m actin c-cky
don’t care what they say
i hit them like rocky
horse power rippin like a jockey
slap shot like i’m wayne
why you slippin we ain’t playin hockey
i’m spreadin my wings so i fly with the birds
some acts of concern but i just go wit it
steps with my pep
she asking for my number, si
tell her go head call me papi
no espanol if it ain’t sloppy
why you gotta copy i’m fly like the bats be
everywhere i wanna be but i have no time you see
i’m just throwing p-sses
why you sittin there askin madden
it’s aladin flying carpet
cause me and jasmine high as sh-t man you can’t imagine
im ready to soar
ya
oo
oo
oo
i’m workin on this
oo
oo
oo
im workin on this
im workin, im workin, im workin on this

what the h-ll happen to this
what the h-ll happen to this
had to come down to this sh-t
had to come down to this sh-t
had to come down to it

[chorus]
p-ss me the rock i’m ready to score
fakes never make it p-ssed the doors
do it for yourself
do it for yourself
do it do it
do it for yourself
p-ss me the rock im ready to score
fakes never make it past the doors
fakes never make it past the doors
fakes never make it past the doors

- debs

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