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letra de dunk contest (remix) - defcee & boathouse

[verse 1:meyhem lauren]
these rap cats is obsolete i break the backboard like dominique, better yet i’m young shaq diesel taking the rim down
360s in weatherproof boots dunking in timbs now, uh
40 belows extorting my foes the medallion on my necklace matches nautical clothes
plus i put you on a poster, time froze when i posed, uh
something like starks at the garden in ’94 when i come through, whipping some sh-t that you never saw
with my whole chest covered in silk, extra obscure bucatini truffles and cheese is very mature
radicon got me feeling higher than i say a rider
was a supplier until i chose to retire same mission, stay dripping, play pitching, plate shipping
slam dunking on these n-ggas like i’m blake griffin

[chorus:]
jordan from the free throw, kobe on the baseline spudweb vertical, vince with the hang time
brent burry face on, warm-ups for the stage fright
coming for the ground and the ring, make him pay twice

[verse 2: metasota]
when all you got is questions, it’s hard to achieve answers
won’t fret, it’s no sweat like stars in a team practice
mind on my money and heart on my sleeve after
going at it from the jump like carter and steve francis
that was big larry, i’m a junior word to louis gossett
human nature hating on the winners through a loser’s gossip
my origin stories gotta include the losses
can’t reminisce most my memories are in moving boxes
the objects to be consistent in my music process
so no days off like working for abusive bosses
the culture dragging the new galoshes we proving monsters gloved with the 40 like supersonics i’ll shoot regardless
look at dodgers step back and review the options wild style? never like half the members a crucial conflict
industry plants grow ’cause roots are watered
while the youth are starving thirsty for the truth involved
i’d say that proof’s upon us
[verse 3:defcee]
soaring over the air up there landing 720s
professor movements i left the pupils defenses clumsy
drops of hot sauce hopping off the sleight of hand
bone collector wrenching a slab of ribs from their diaphragms
half man, half amazing only on my human side
dribbling machines don’t need plugs to euthanize
jewish god taller than an escalade historical
remember me like ali mo jamming over a wall of you
skip from mixtapes to broadcasts zoomed over huddles
and don’t gotta play every quarter to post a triple-double
guarding me, you’ll slip or tumble offense, i’ll strip it from you sick with it guaranteeing plates for who i dish it up to
don’t tuck in jerseys or hike my shorts as i’m dressing
keep silk pillowcases for these headaches when i’m stressing
still talking trash without a facial expression
and one game could be yours but today’s an exception
what ?

- defcee boathouse

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