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letra de goya freestyle - dech and musi

goya freestyle lyrics
[verse 1]
blowin, boroughs snowin’, white flakes, bike lanes, high stakes
what a hitch a hike makes, he says guzzlin’ fried cakes
bustlin’ in the flyscape, this my ninth tape, first eight were on mysp-ce bugsy get the ruger, bloodthirsty freddie krueger
porterhouse for the cougar, order rare at peter luger’s
juxtapose me to the huxtables, dysfunction and uncrustables
in india i’m untouchable, in new york, i’m untouchable
snotty-nosed gotti sippin’ hot toddies with hot saudis
don’t tell the qadi, like bronny
i’m the progeny of legends, miscegenation and reverence
never sever your deference that’s my preference, you get my reference?
jesuits, i do this for greater glory, that’s an understated story
oye mi canto, no n.o.r.e., buzzwords bore me, i don’t
beez in the trap, i fleas in the sap, parasite
i bleed in the cap on a paris flight
give my life to pen strife, tentacles and pentacles, indifferent to a sacrifice

[verse 2]
pacified with massive pride, despite my passive fratricide
complacency to catch a ride, what a hitch a hike makes
careening caravan in catsk!lls, bad swills, fat pills
suppose it’s suppository, that k!lls
hard to swallow, wistful wallows in sleepy hallow
ichabod and icarus my only twitter follows
abrogate arrogance, this cask hollow
task aron afflalo to drop 50 on mj (heh, yeah right)
that’s like seeking me for diffidence
only modest in dividends divvied with fellow dissidents
this again?
dech and tangents are a tandem
hypebeasts panned him, alt-right stanned him
goya sponsored and they canned him
it’s an anaphylactic anthem y’all
[verse 3]
mira este pendejo, me dijo que
it’s just a frijol mi hijo
robert u’s brain smaller than a peehole, skeletons in his keyhole
and a n-gga’s ready for his close up
chuck a blackberry hurl jheri curls at kiosk posters
free osmosis of the wokeness, premature prognosis
of the dope sick fiends, fellow hopeless beings
mellow cokehead dreams of liberation
guilt-free libation, deliberate consideration
40 ounces and a moscow mule, yet the feds surveilling mosques? how cruel
unusual, lao tzu languished ‘til his funeral for this sh-t? (pfft)
50 l’s, roman numerals
keep it 1100, compassion is what i’m stunting
keep it 1100, compassion is what i’m stunting

- dech and musi

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