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letra de try again - departure (rap)

[intro: jay-z (sampled)]
what’s —
we gonna go through a couple of things tonight
we gon’ go – we gon’ party, of course
gonna be some emotional songs
we’re gon’ take it all the way back for y’all
then we gon’ keep it in the truest essence of hip hop
the battle
we gotta keep it in the battle, right, y’all?
y’all ready for that?
alright
let’s do it
let me hear y’all!

[verse 1: departure]
yeah, yeah
it’s departure, b-tch
ay, check it, ay, check it, yeah

f-ck your black mask in static weather, forever departure bеtter
b-tch, i’m the collector, now pay up your dеbts
f-ck the kindred, f-ck your opinions and f-ck your penmanship
i’d give you a sword but you’d just cut your hands in ignorance
it was a miracle you got the ball rolling
but i step on stones and i’m loaded, so make sure the burners is toted
i’m fishing for gold in the river, rich off a few cents
25 thousand f-cking streams and you still can’t pay your rent?
b-tch please, i’ve seen thicker green than weed strains
this is 9/11, b-tch, and i’m flying the fifth plane
scoop the boy in the mayonnaise-colored coup
and i’m still showing no mercy like i was motherf-cking 2 chainz
i could slap some ripped newspaper on a canvas and i
think you just stare at yourself and you see things
this a rap test, dummy, you forgot your pencil
this a rap picture, you need to get the f-ck out the d-mn frame
coup d’état, b-tch i’m overthrowing the game
under new management, a mercantilist, i’m filling the banks
terminally ill, this sh-t krakozhia, so bring out your tanks
cause you can k!ll me and i’ll still get rich like kate spade
[verse 2: saia]
i woke up late and still decided to run the d-mn game
blunts and vapes, smoke and mirrors stuck in the mainframe
where sour b-tches come with limits and an apple bottom
can’t f-ck with you ’til you pop like the top of a snapple bottle
said she like my dude, tell her “go get your bag, lady
’cause anything short of positivity get you castrated”
i need cash payments, a couple ranges and some mad placement
building blocks to be a rapper in a failed economy
i might just switch to rock and change the landscape through ecology
would’ve told them “sorry for the wait”, told them “sorry for no apology”
time rules everyone but me ’cause i fathered it
don’t you bother with no rap game politics
i copped some pot in cabo in the darkness, i ain’t have a bit
and that ain’t even half of it
but most of these rappers say less, they end up flopping like a halibut
i’m a passive activist that used to drink activis
a classy ratchet kid that they missed before the class dismissed
sassy with the baddest b-tch and she call me simon
and simon says you better clap that sh-t
drop that ass to the pavement, hold on, i need a standing ovation
not even rising platforms could reach up to my elevation
you need a sp-ceship or something like the hubble
to even see a n-gga give you time to burst your bubble, hah?

[verse 3: jo$weezy]
y’all can’t see the vision, i’m blessing these n-ggas with my ipenal gland
pyrex and a melting pot, laughing with my blunt in hand
you ever felt the feeling of barrel aimed at your cranium?
been through some real sh-t, but i got plans to rock the stadiums
stop with all the hating sh-t, you hate-tron
you cannot keep on, i’m baba peak strong
my verses peak strong, i got the reach on
you know you can’t stop it. might as well and go grab a scale
take a pic and then crop it
departure posted an opportunity, i do this sh-t so smoothily
stacking rocking jewelry, nothing really new to me
so just catch me when i’m cooling, turbo spooling, i’m a nuisance
mira pana no me llame if the moneys not included, motherf-cker
really with the sh-ts, cause i don’t give a f-ck, mothersucker
never sit and rest, i’m always on the road like a trucker
crossing state lines, the grapevine, they lining up, can’t waste time
my honeys on the facetime, i’m working babe, it’s game time
me dan ganas de meterte el changon
porque eres maricon, yo te enrollo en blunt
mira parce ya lo hago español
soy el único, el mejor, en la piedra del peñól
y no sube el ascensor
el arrebato no me lo para nadie, canto y me gusta el baile
gatos gatos en mi traje ando por mi porcentaje
and that’s that i’ll let it flow like a karrat tsunami
i guarantee ain’t no one that can match up and stop me, n-gga
[verse 4: elvisious]
pop a shot at your direction
i ain’t with the half-stepping, gangster limping, leave impressions
rad legend, mad credit, they don’t wanna give flow
cold temperatures go negative, legend-slash-pessimist
existential regiments indefinite, but i’m just getting settled in
bend and split my presence with the females
got 27 emails, i’ll forward y’all the details
i’m wherever weed sells, named my chopper d-12
hit you with a dirty dozen if you try that corner cutting
why you fronting, what it is? tell me really, what’s the biz
ceo of f-ck-a-b-tch, i’m blowing smoke, she blow a kiss
lowkey still high as sh-t, and highkey still hiding strips
beneath my tongue and spit acid at your favorite bracket
hide my face inside my jacket, looking like a bad reaction
i can’t help it if i felt it in my body, mind and spirit
i can’t dwell in what i dealt with, so i probably won’t go near it
in the rear is what i leave behind, in front of me this dream of mine
devil always parallel to the angel on my side
might be running out of time, you’ll find out when i finish lines
so meet me at the finish line, misfits, i’m in sync with mine
like dirty dishes, soaking in the moment ’til we get our shine
on posse cuts, still doubled up and give them what’s been on my mind
find me on a feeble grind, max keeble with a 9
big moves is still the vibe, game changed since they wanna rico slime
looking like you 20-19
’cause they afraid to come outside, bullets like a virus
so you ain’t gotta have a mask to slide, i ain’t letting nothing slide
wild bill won’t never die, as so long as i been still alive
it’s the time, i need to take my time and take what’s mines
tell me if you smell it ’cause the essence always been divine
success stench coming from the trench where i often spend my time
so long as failure calls i’mma press decline
and say so long before the option dies

- departure rap

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