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letra de rvr phx - dewey binns

[verse 1: dewey binns]
they say i don’t look the part
but the way i paint bars, that’s prison art
and all my foes for real they love me
search my alb-m, add to cart
of course they lady friends been on it since the start
that’s word to [?] cash records
with the cast of cats wrecking with no cash advance
like do you even vape, bro?
jury duty, booty, had the case closed
puffy in the mase dop sp-ce clothes
missy with the raincoat, miss me with that same flow
dollar to a dream, you turn a buck into a peso
i lay low like sea level cemeteries
i stay home like fat folks with ben & jerrys
my case load [?]
protected heavy ’cause them boys from oklahoma, steady roll conceal and carry
it’s a must, ’cause i’m on the cusp of greatness
got a hostage situation, full of fans who patiently waiting for the boy to drop that fire flame emoji out the sky
we don’t need no water, man, we all about to die
we just gon’ drop

[chorus]
be somebody (don’t you)
be somebody (don’t you)
be somebody (don’t you)
don’t you wanna be somebody?
be somebody (don’t you wanna be somebody?)
be somebody (don’t you wanna be somebody?)
be somebody
don’t you wanna be somebody?
you could be n-body better than yourself

[verse 2: dewey binns]
stroke of g*nius, flow’s just like an ode to jesus
streaking out in costa rica, speaking broken english
sipping tea with josephina
coasting through the seasons with the ghost of river phoenix
tryna motorboat some cleavage
on some, do you even lift bro?
pimp code slicker than some crisco
bigger than the big show’s big toe
mismatched, sorta like my soul and my skin tone
showed up rocking sandals at the nice kicks, kixpo
i’ve been lit though, y’all just now catching up
your crew been broke, y’all rented all that fancy stuff
my sins been gone, you seen ’em on that rugged cross
you seen me shopping at the ross, with jewelry for my albatross
we fly, we ride until that sun fall out the sky
and then we ride, we ride until the darkness turns to light
and press rewind, we ride until we finally taste the finer things
but we don’t need no water, man, we all about to die
we just gon’ drop

[verse 3: k.a.a.n]
heard through the grapevine that these boys are soft
we’re heating up just like a molotov
blowing cars, more deaths than the holocaust
i take one deep breath, all the pressure felt
i treat all these beats like a patty melt
fried, laid to the side, an a-hole with eight holes
ain’t a f-cking place i can’t go, you a-hole
handing [?] like i’m [?] ooh
oh what motherf-cker, can’t rap motherf-cker, where you at motherf-cker?
huh, serving this dope just like walter white
i gotta fiend to [?] to fill their appet-tes
i was smoking a blunt watching dolemite
that sh-t kept going out, i ain’t roll it tight
parking lot with this pimping like show you right
i take you out the darkness and show you light, lawd
look, i don’t need -ssistance
don’t you speak before i finish
wipe your feet then enter calmly
these boys dressed like gwen stefani
i don’t conversate with p-ssy rappers
hit my [?]
k!ll this sh-t then i embalm it
combat ready in fatigues
i wish you would, now homie please
we are not in the same league
naw, you don’t do this sh-t like me
that’s gon’ take time to practice
see with the flows i’m a f-cking master
and i ain’t worried ’bout these feminine b-st-rds
wearing a blouse with a purse and lipstick, this sh-t’s sickening

- dewey binns

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