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letra de draft day freestyle - dexlabb

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[verse 1: dexlabb]

ouuuuu!

net-cess
net-cees

you know i had to

do it for the monsters livin’ under the rocks
talkin’ sh-t through an e-portal like you’re e-mortal gods
i once got it twisted and fell into the 98′ flow
but as far as 98′ goes, i got 99 problems minus you b-tches.,

still livin’ in the past like my old, racist grandma’ -ss
d-mn, you know i had. yeah, you know i had to tell em
could do this sh-t on acapella, so u can hear me better
still ain’t gettin through to em’, guess i’ll never have clearance ever

and when i blow up i-know-ill-get-the-dear-john-letters
i know ill get ur correspondence, like keep droppin’ the raw sh-t
lame, turn around infront of the mirror, bend over
and slam ur -ss against the pane and f-ck yourself,i love when they shout

ouu, i got the fire i know it. 11 years writing that poet-ic justice
but it did no justice now i’m on that dumb sh-t
most rappers fall off in the midsection i did my crunches
most rappers never change while i stay misplacin’ my luggage

most rappers here don’t even rap they write the g-yness
sh-t i would be embarsd to say that sh-t on stages, i’d be embarsd
if i wasted my best years, gettin’ weird not gettin’ money
power and respect of my peers, too many intellectuals here

success just ain’t logical, no action comes from unsatisfaction
that ain’t possible, that ain’t what got the greats to their place, that ain’t
what got em’ in mags, videos and benj frank’s face in their banks
face it you either ain’t or you are, and alot of you aren’t

im just here to show you what you could never start.,
what you were never a part of, i’ll be forever a martyer
they’ll put a pic of my face on the main page and claim they lead em’ to stardom
u can put my poster in ur room and throw darts at it
n at night you can shoot c-m shards at it

f-ggit, you know i nailed it. you know i sara palin’d this b-tch
you know it ain’t the brains it’s the way that you spit
you know it, you know you ain’t made for this sh-t
you know one day soon ill get paid for this sh-t
while you slave for minimum wage diggin’ your grave 8-6

come, ride on this d-ck. slide on this canadian chopper
get u screamin’ louder than exhaust pipes or maybe an opera
you’re all invited when i blow up, keep entertaining the offer
just know, you gonna have a seat at the front when i stunt

im the f-ckin’ zen iron man, i got palladium chakras
with a freaky yoga b-tch in the back with a retractable kunt
mannnn, i dont know what im sayin at this point
spark up this joint, im too lazy to body ya’ just hop in my trunk
and let me drive off of this jump

suck

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