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letra de it’s just an intro - dt 720

take a walk in my shoes and you’ll get corns in em. nothing cozy huh? you walking scorned in em. how i do it? what’s the secret? should i paint the picture?what story can i tell when i ain’t lived like jigga? bigga than most n-ggas, my slim figga holding more bars than most n-ggas with smalls in em. i celebrate the greats make no mistake, you hate, they’re long gone somebody gotta pick up the pace. you silly wabbits hippity-hop-habits. clashing with trash rapping and mad trapping, that never happened. clout chasing, marijuana from cloud vaping. pop xans, sip lean, yall got the crowd basing

refrain:
this just an intro. allow the vibes of this beat to set thе tempo. class in session, ask no questions. takе notes, knowledge is power, most lethal weapon

verse 2:
dark boom bap, my starry night’s a vangoh. joy riding let’s see how far this van go. it gave kendrick plenty to write about. became a cover to remember past times he lived out. peep how he got out, kitchen rhyming, rapping his way up out. made his round about like he was in a roundabout. swerving as his tires screech the surface on a service route. i’m certain that his purpose is to reach the people in doubt like me. i grew up in a house with both parents. my cousins and my auntie, who also played parent it’s apparent. midwest influence in my music. east coast boom bap, still ima use it. the ingredients when i brew it. authentic n-gga dont need validation just to prove it, stupid. teaching my youts, get used to it. you sound foolish. don’t b-tt in, you joe buddens, who know nothing. no if, ands or buts and, you pressing my b-ttons, i’m bugging. remember music sessions in my bedroom with my cousins. all of this progression correlated with the moments i’ve recorded and i couldn’t afford it, dawg

verse 3:
oh you hating. i love it my heart thu, thu, thumping. you rather see me out dead then ahead, overdosed on meds, end up cl!ckity-clacked in the head
and i ain’t got nothing to lose, except my soul and the booth. writing these rhymes for you, revealing my truth, spilling like elmer’s glue, sticking attached to you, yeah. repping the city that feels no pity if you ain’t on top. counting the money contrasting the phony, sh-t dont ever stop

outro:
hmm, this just an intro. no triplet flows, i’m in control of the tempo. past you peasants, passive aggressive. my passion is the present that i’m blessed with, sheesh. yeah, it’s just an intro. you know, i set the tempo. dat right, it’s just an intro, allow me to be unpredictable, n-gga

- dt 720

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