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letra de road kill - dhruv bala

intro:
why don’t you do you and i’m just gonna do my thing
i’m just gonna rap my heart out and i’m gonna sing
i don’t give a sh-t about how good i am or ranks
if you have a problem then bite me like you have fangs

verse 1:
i’m always spitting the truth, ’cause i like to keep it real
i don’t have nothing to lose, so i like to spit what i feel
people can be really cruel, got pain that will never heal
i wonder who makes the rules, since when can’t people be queer
so what if they’re not like others, they still have a heart and brain
so what if they’re not like others, they still can feel pain
so what if they’re not like others, what is wrong with being g-y
so what if they’re not like others, what is normal anyway
people laughing at me right to my face
is it ’cause i’m indian, ’cause of my race
is it ’cause i’m ugly, ’cause of my face
is it ’cause i like to say what i say
or are they jealous that i have the b-lls
to say what i want and i’m not afraid
if that is true and is really the case
then i’ll just do me and i’m not gonna stop

hook:
life is getting tough so i don’t know what to resort to
rap is my only option ’cause i don’t want to snort pills
why you always trying to run me over like i’m road k!ll
why you always trying to run me over like i’m road k!ll
life is getting tough so i don’t know what to resort to
rap is my only option ’cause i don’t want to snort pills
why you always trying to run me over like i’m road k!ll
why you always trying to run me over like i’m road k!ll
life is getting tough so i don’t know what to resort to
rap is my only option ’cause i don’t want to snort pills
why you always trying to run me over like i’m road k!ll
why you always trying to run me over like i’m road k!ll

verse 2:
rapping so much that my throat is sore, but i gotta keep going
feeling powerful like thor, ’cause all i do is keep flowing
gotta choose what to rap about about, meaningful rhymes or horse sh-t
i think y’all know what i chose, other rappers trying to force it
all they talk about is money, when they haven’t made no cents
and most rappers these days, all their rhymes make no sense
think they’re good when they’re crummy, just ’cause they wear a rolex
i wish that i got high pay, i wish that i had a gold neck
i’m the type of guy to do debate, i’m not the typical rapper
my rap flow might not be that great, but the sh-t i talk about matters
haters say i’m wack, that’s okay, i’mma work hard and climb the ladder
i’mma climb the ladder up to fame and be the next marshall mathers
i was just calm but now i’m getting mad
gotta control ‘fore i do something bad
get in my way and i’ll tear you in half
haha just kidding but you will get slapped
if i got murdered then y’all would be happy
wait ’till i jump out of the coffin
i’ll work and i’ll reach the stars and i’ll grab it
then i’ll look down like “hey, what’s poppin’ ”

- dhruv bala

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