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letra de self praise - dj chris

[intro: dj chris, cracker crow]
hey guys
it’s me, uhh
dj chris! (dj chris!)

uh, i’m joined with my, with my favorite guy
cracker crow (cracker crow!)
and my other, second least favorite guy-
(crow!)

[verse 1: cracker crow]

pained for, gain though, punk sh-t’s a game though

laying low, playing foes, let go sporadic-al
i am presentable, feeling it, you better know i’m the pinnacle
lookin edible, feeling federal, let up b-tch your sh-t is illegible
feelin’ saucy with the better flow, wеlcome all to the murda show
yeah, yеah
drop on top of hip-hop, got it gridlocked
n0body can take my spot, just stop
i’m a st-rdy motherf-cker, slip not
writin’ it down on a doc, flow pops
i’m writing it down, showing my view, listening in the pews
csg, that is me, embodiment is feeling so free
i could shut you down in minute
i should cut you off but i’m wit it
blastin’ sound around in the entrance but i
live it to the top floor til’ i hit the ceiling
this game is a void, but i fill it
turn up the bass, just a tidbit, (ok)
going higher til’ i hit my limit
music is a choice, and i k!ll it!
[verse 2: dj chris]
honey mustard at kfc
you better respect and kneel to me
i am the king and you are the p-wn
but you barely see me im a vagabond
yeah they say im a gypsy a nomad
not knowing if im dead like twomad
im a diamond in the ruff
ill always rhyme and talk my stuff

[chorus: dj chris]
b-tches think i fall but nah i stand tall
i do all this sh-t for fun, i dont want no attentiun
im better then yall sh-tty soundcloud rappers
who can barely make a beat cause youre all just yappers

{interlude: dj chris]
i just want to make it big
i just need to book a gig
ill just do my lil jig
while you gorge just like a pig
will i ever make it there
will i ever get that prayer
do i even f-cking care
cause i feel like i can’t compare
so much people better they dont know my name
they dont even see me as a human being in the frame
they just think im trash and i won’t ever be the same
but ill stay on top and solidify my own fame-
[verse 3: cracker crow]
posted up in the, game
lil’ hoes better stay in your lane
solidify my own, fame
involve myself in these things
hollow point at your, brain
blow your head right off it’s frame
jump at the feeling of trepidation (-dation)
i got no fear, and i’m never patient (patient)
drop it and lock it before i stop it and pop it
i put everything down like a pocket locket
i gotta boat full of knowledge and i lock it, dock it
k!ll a punk and i f-ckin’ sock it, rock it!
like i’m pocketing stocks to the (roof!)
rocket at foes cause i’m f-ckin aloof
stay on your toes, i’ll knock out ya tooth
i’m ready to go, just say the word. (shoot)

[outro: cracker crow, dj chris]
listen up, before i pull the trigger
i know you said, you didn’t mean to hit him
but there’s some things you can’t solve
so you gotta taste the lead from a revolve-r
you brought this upon yourself
and selfishness never helped
now there’s only one way to redeem this
you gotta give your demons a chrome kiss
this b-tch will deserve what she gets
she doesn’t know what shes done to my family
she’s broken us apart
i need her dead
by noon, or like june, heh that rhymes
anyway please k!ll her

- dj chris

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