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letra de king edward - deficit

been a bit stiff get the lubricant
you know i’m just a big kid still new to this
but my lids been split and the fluid is
all over the carpet i’ma hoover it
cos i suck it up and i clean my mess
keep my head down boy don’t need the stress
still starving man but i’ve been feeding less
tryna tell me motherf-ckers don’t need a rest?
cos i need a lifejacket, drowning
whole sea of these rappers, clowning
every one of yous wack if, shouting
someone p-ss the xanax gets you, rowdy
not for me p-ss a red bull sugar free
bit of caffeine to make me who i shouldn’t be
pulling t–th fore’ i’d ever pull a beat
– up, say yes half -ssed okay that’ll do for me
here now lemme ask you a question?
mid day now are you gonna get dressed then?
or you gonna sit in bed already dead and take your meds?
you’re not that guy from dresden
gotta work to get where you’re destined
gotta work to pay for your best friend
gotta work to end the quest man work my hardest never less man
sucks to be my enemy not one for celibacy never said to me
cos i readily f-ck the game up what e.d.d.i.e means
everlasting deadly dose of injected energy
let me see if i can stop you forgetting me i’ma:-
guy who thrives on hate, ginger, green eyes and five foot eight like ed s. and eminem were to try to date the guy they’d make
an’ i’m silent-lay climbing fore’ i fly away i’ma take
what i want they wanna shoot me then fire away
gonna die a great-
i might get paid, what do they mean when they say “like to stay”?
rap is my home town don’t make a difference if i’m away
it’s my lion cage and i’ve been spying prey don’t cry to me
cos when i see you little p-ssies my eyes’ll dilate!
mile away, i can hear the sound of your heartbeat
write a verse to the rhythm and rip it out with my sharp t–th
little fishy, you remember what i said in back in “starving”? a megalodon b-tch and you just dived into shark week
put your hands out i’ll cut em off and use em as a phone holder
working non-stop i get better as i grow older
gun won’t c-ck i can see you’re getting slow soldier
its embarr-ssing to rap like that but you already know, don’t ya? my flows colder than stone boulders
that i sit on in the winter after getting the cold shoulder
i’m bout’ to blow load the cannons with animated i’m so over rapping for others now that’s a closed folder shows over!
– no closure know most’a my friends don’t expect me to grow boast’a m-ssive room full of records and show posters my own chauffeurs and home loafers
-i’m so sure-for the future that i would be my flow on it, everything it’s my whole purpose let’s go perfect i’mma make the world see me and get so nervous mcs to serve us
just a breeze on the surface compared to what i’ll be they’ll deserve it i’ll be squeezing this earth til it learns to leave us alone, peace and quiet please urchins
so what’s on holmes?
you got an interest in writing but you’ve got no notes
not even jotted or wrote enough plot to smoke
let alone bring the fire to what i can do, yo!
got my hood up again my hands have never been quicker
i take it down sometimes though i don’t need to be bitter
cos i got loud surprises coming out the ol’ spitter
and if you’re doubt survives well i’ll just make myself bigger
are you riley reid’s brother i’ve been f-cking your sister
oh no wait, that’s you but i got to sniff your fingers
you incestuous man with br–sts on my rightful throne
stop embarr-ssing yourself give me the microphone
so i can stand here rip it up and send you a bit loopy
the only high numbers is your weight big bully
wonder what’s it like to fight-take my snake fully
you just got outperformed by a guy wearing a pink hoodie

- deficit

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