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letra de something off about him - docchakra

i put it together rhythmically
pull apart, art and make it fit to me
take you apart, you gon need a stint or 3
neither pity nor penny me
keep your cent and some
let me keep making these anthems
playing internationally, casually
childless, joshing you, actually
birthed a couple ideas that go for walking
barking up trees like my dogs do the talking
couple black masks that could do some stalking
corny -ss rhyme sayers, claim that they slay
all i do is pray and then go out and prey
my goal is to be closer, no i mean klose
either him or gotze, sipping on memosa’s
i need to make a toast…or two
you bathing in success, well let me bring the toaster
just a poser in a t shirt, shot from close range
put you on a poster, no more chest, feeling short changed
sleeping not on couches, locks in h-ll, like sheek louch
my style is if p met jada, that could be anybody
like smith or diddy, try and stay with me
could be the master, with the kiss of death
i’m michael with the confetti, knew it was fredo
tragedy in the mix like a dj at dayglo
2 shots to the chest and now the police chasing
jack daniels riding shotgun, and that means he got one
pistol sitting in the pocket, you can catch a hot one
touchdown in your hood, loud just like an engine
you’re not gene wilder, so please stop pretending
i imagine your message needs re-sending, or maybe just an ending
wrap it up, throwing subs my way, now gimme me sandwich
i’m what walken channeled in that death scene
i’m wahlberg with a sniper rifle, all occasions
i’m a blessing in disguise, blacked out like an agent
pay me pal, cause i’m here for the payment
pull your card, no street cred, i just made a statement
brain parts flying, your mind’s in different places
put myself in your shoes, i took your checks and bounced
making bank since i been alone, no chance i’m coming home
celebrity nudes, it’s the star wars
meanwhile, above us it’s the attack of the drones
no hope in sight, return of the snakes
uncle sam’s lawnmower broke and he’s too lazy
and he can’t delegate cause he ate all his babies
now he’s got a frontyard full of f-ck you pay me’s

- docchakra

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