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letra de #1epicrant (ode to the struggle rappers) - dram

[verse 1]
seen a n-gg- talkin’ bout me like a dog
i seen a n-gg- change up, ask a n-gg- for a song
i done seen a b-tch cry
two months later she on all my d
i see kk n-gg-, my homie got a 30 shot glock
heard she a b-tch that love to get c-ck
all that lumpin’ and b-mpin’, you know the b-tch hot
i made it cool to be a fat boy
i’m on your b-tch like a frat boy
f-ckin’ whats yours, cigarillo guts h-t the floor
for lousy, k!ll for that noise
stroke right, all night, plumber with the long pipe
hundred band juug on my hp
you should see what one click takes me
worldwide web i’m boomin’ worldwide
when she saw the boomin’ caught your girls eye
get you a slice of this humble pie
made from the fruit of my loins, and my fruit of my loom
get no f-ck wit’
probably cause you stay on f-ck sh-t
i be high on my drunk sh-t, all of the functions
on a b-tch that can barely function
i love this life i live, i came from a triflin’ lil city
in a city i never been to, and they f-ckin’ with me
cause the “cha cha” frenzy
yeah thats wavy

[hook]
ride the wave, the wave
i don’t ask for features, i get asked for em
n-gg-s mad, postin’ raps up on these forums
say i’m hollywood, i’m actin’ foreign
i should make the next n-gg- feel out of form
as far as love, i never had none for him

[verse 2]
cause i was puttin’ in work while them hoes was snorin’
i was puttin’ in work while you b-tches snorin’, yeah yeah
kick in the sh-t with my good shoes on
run in the town, my -ss sat down, i’m a kingpin
these things that are said about me, are truthful
every word i do mean, school these malnourished souls
til they’re barely hot, years, they volunteers
witness how jelly rock
too hot to handle like a pot from the bottom
i was deprived of nothing, still had to start from the bottom
ain’t it something how i used music to channel my problems
like a [?] cable remote with no [?] to quote
and i’m the latest to post, like a slow -ss sinna
but when you p-ss me that rock, i bet that sh-t goes inward
c-notes and benji’s
benihanas for dinners, s-xy mamis for quickes
slangin’ wood with no splinters
we wolves plus winners
we out here building this wave, you wanna ride but you cain’t
we out the building, its wavy

[hook]
i don’t ask for features, i get asked for em
n-gg-s mad, postin’ raps up on these forums
say i’m hollywood, i’m actin’ foreign
i should make the next n-gg- feel out of form
as far as love, i never had none for him
cause i knew they never had none for me
cause n-gg-s sleepin’, i was workin’
yeah yeah run this

[interlude]
shoutout to [?], we finna k!ll this sh-t

get the f-ck up off my back about these bars and sh-t man
f-ck that sh-t, uh alright

[verse 3]
n-gg- don’t get it twisted
unless its weed in the blunt lemme hit it
while i’m screamin’ f-ck rap to you n-gg-s
i’m p-ssed finished with you
black and mild smokin’, reggie chokin’
gotta be jokin’ think you f-ckin’ with d.r.a.m
i’m napalm from vietnam, dropping bombs for the dope
i send (?) they had no clue i had flow
but i’m cool with that tho
i used to tag the toes of dudes with no soul
while they shoes was still on, is that so?
so the f-ck what?
these numb nuts ain’t worth the attention
who want a feature cause i’m working and winning
oh yeah i get it, it’s no (?) help with your vision
so how you so ready to work if you not ready for spending
i need c-notes and benzes
this benihana delicious
i got your b-tch in my (?)
you should pay way more attention
think i hit my top speed but i’m just revving my engine
f-ck (?) came to me, b-tch i (?) to go get it, n-gg-
and this me having bars sh-t

[verse 4]
uh, uh, uh, uh, dram man
somebody said i wasn’t there yet
well n-gg- where the f-ck am i at?
(?)
n-gg-s act like i ain’t the man
rejecting the same jam that turn they -ss to mcmahon
so fall back with these preconceived notions like
yeah i think you stupid
i just feel he needs focus
like i read with bifocals
n-gg- i be going postal like mailman when the dog is loose
soon as you p-ss the gate they try to bite and bark at you
overcame obstacles
triple at the ones that rhyme like doctor suess
left these n-gg-s hanging dead without a noose
they (?)
truth be told i knew i had the it factor since two years old
while all these commentating, sidelining, quick riding, d-ck pirating
sail the ocean blue to get screwed and your b-tch like it
play this sh-t on sunday, play the d-ck on monday
wax on, she snap the p-ssy back and make it one way

[interlude 2]
motherf-cker don’t you ever get it f-cked up bruh, it’s dram n-gg-. i’m here, i’m not going nowhere, not gonna get me the f-ck out of here bruh. all this time i done got d-mn, what? sh-t?

[verse 5]
play this sh-t on sunday, play the d-ck on monday
wax on, she snap the p-ssy back and make it one way
with the (?) like a cold cut, so what?
2014 model, i don’t give no f-cks
no f-cks given, i’m dripping and drive you crazy
i’m saying i’m f-cking dope, i’m a product of 1980’s
’88 to be exact, dread headed, kinda fat
st-rdy n-gg-, nerdy n-gg-, how can y’all compete with that?
steady n-gg- flow is working hard to bring the reaper back
cutting n-gg-s racks as they be asking how we (?) with that
rare, rare, very rare
everybody well aware
that i’ve been such an underdog i got all these p-ss-es scared
that i done made the greatest alb-m on some biggie sh-t
and i’ma own up to that, maybe just a little bit
n-gg- feel like dipping molly, prolly just a little hit
25 years ago i used to look so innocent
25 years later still ain’t seen a prison yet
1 year after that, i’m the greatest artist living b-tch

[interlude 3]
i own up to that statement bruh, come on man, don’t do that bruh, like don’t do that. all this motherf-cking i’ve been putting in man. sh-t ain’t never gonna stop, one year after that i’m the greatest

[verse 6]
pic-sso couldn’t paid this picture better
(?) in my system plus a (?) cigarello, white widow
i inhale like whitney, i exhale like whitney
and rip to whitney but y’all must be on that whitney
if you think you can get with me
i am liquor to your kidneys
i am cancer from them ciggies
i am death, i have just been digging these holes beyond
n-gg-s hoes with no flows at all
my rapid mic strike take flight, that’s the protocol
calling all true rhyme sayers to the chopping block
cutting off this (?), everybody get chopped
anybody doubt me then that anybody smoking rock
pitiful or (?) probably sell they mama’s clothes to cop
30 thou to open up shop, n-gg- no you’re not
i’m taking sh-t down, sn-tch your crowns over (?) spots
throw the records out cause you’re tired i done wrote the dope
c-ssius clay serving pope, presidential solid hope

[outro]
motherf-cker, it’s dram n-gg-. does real -ss music, n-gg- don’t do that bruh. don’t take me from this bruh, it’s my life bruh. every day i wake up and think about this man. f-ck out of here, half the city a product of that, va, 2 up, 2 down

- dram

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