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letra de mashup monday pt. 1 - delazoo

[verse 1]
back in this b-tch just like a herpes flair
nasal voice, but i promise baby i’m turban…, straight
crazy mind i don’t like it when alerts in the air
twisting on the topic of some east arabian turban hair
sh-t, i’m just another guy baby girl
with a bit of air in my heart with dreams of just flying the world
just kinda made this game my b-tch to accomplish something
and keep that motherf-cker leashed like it’s bachmann’s husband
so f-ck with me, i’m learning something everywhere i go
music is my lady so i think we might elope
but she don’t look like she used to and her money’s kinda slow
label’s do not think we’ll make it but i guess you never know know know

[verse 2]
reminisce reminisce
so i’m yelling one for the money, and two for any other kinda subsequent enjoyment i’m exploring in my funny little world
and my only real job is to entertain
so i b-tch about it often when my problems seem to remain
see as a rapper i was raised to be cut from the guap
poppin bottles but in public i’ve got nothing to pop
19, and never been tryna f-ck with the cops
since i copped me a ticket from f-cking running a stop
nearly f-cking impossible to be ahead of the rest
so i lie, drink, steal, cheat, and embezzle the best
cause my f-cking goals are on some alieness
and i will not be playing fair until i’m level with death
see i didn’t go to college now they’re never impressed
and i got the drive of a lesabre so i pedal the rest
cause i’m far from a pencil pusher would rather i’m daisies think i’m the sickest motherf-cker you could ever infect
so what’s good
last of the refugees spittin’
k!ll this sh-t and have his epitaph exceptionally written
if not the top then the one mentioned with the best in the mitten
plus i’m cute enough to have a f-cking lesbian smitten
raw enough that it’s salmonella whenever i’m bitten
out the box, and if there’s not a piece of tetris of fittin
flying up in level of pelican’s sh-tting on cars
and ill enough the same dudes will be sending me “get well” cards

[verse 3]
motherf-cker, i’m here to belittle any kiddical whack
with a shark tooth shirt, but a mino in stature
it’s a fact that any time that i spit at ones back
only applicable reaction is belligerent fap
i’m glittered with daz and f-cking illiterate rappin’
a scholarly aristotley illiad cast
tryna fly, be a rocket man like willie and shaq
takin over, i won’t stop ’til i atilla the map
i can give a f-ck if you figure my sh-t’ll be whack
make a beiber joke, i look like the kid, it’s a fact
going hard, you can’t even find a smidget of flaccid
in my rhymes, tend to love it like a wimbledon’s match
cause i, tried the last 8 bars to fit it in
but i couldn’t find a line to put it where it makes sense
and i thought it’d sound cool if i said it near the end
now ima cut this motherf-cker with a riddle me that, man

- delazoo

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