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letra de relay race - duzzy

[intro]
(barking)
“you the devil, (ahaha!)
ay! ay, you the devil!
you a satanist! huh?
you a- ahaha!!”

[first verse]
i’m in a relay race and it is my turn
grab the mic firm
this an unconventional cypher
unintentional right turns
one dimensional hype verse-s
repet-tive, borin’, like just a typical white church, sh-t
on my verse like i tucked a pen in my diaper, sl!ck
just tryna get money that doubles, triples, ya life earnin’s
flippin’ the money like a reciprocal-
“aight, word, quit, this sh-t isn’t funny
you’re nothin’ buddy, you white nerd-”
b-tch- you silly, you dummy, i’ll switch so quick, this is light work
wanna talk about race? well you know i hit finish lines first…
catchin’ bodies of rappers, although they don’t fit in my purse
couldn’t find noah’s ship so you know i’m whippin’ the white he-rs-
kid-
this is just the tip of the iceberg
my eyes blur sometimes, i use my third
and lemme-wait-listen, let me tell you what i heard
you know that you a sheep and i’m a wolf
and still cry, learn

[verse 2]
get that stupid goofy sh-t out of your head and listen
exes, b-tches, playin’ games, now that’s an exhibition
my sh-t knockin’ in yo hood, like it’s a petty christian
they said he steady takin’ shots well then i guess he missed ’em
uh, ay
got right up then left b-tch, like i’m ambidextrous
everything i want in life, i said i’ll manifest it
they sayin’ “d-mn you got a gift,” i’m sayin’ “santa left it.”
i can’t carry no more weight, it’s like i’m anorexic

sendin in puns ’til my livin’ is done
off of the top, from the tip of my tongue
same with your girl and the kids in my c-m
i don’t need nothin’ but kicks and a drum

[refrain]
fire on “go” when i’m hearin’ the gun
fire on “go” when i’m hearin’ the gun
fire on “go” when i’m hearin’ the gun
i fire on “go” when i’m hearin’ the gun

[bridge]
p-ss the baton
as they clappin’ us on
and uh, hold the applause
’til i’m actually gone
i’m a, dapper d-don
high caliber con
i’m just, havin’ some fun
’til the crack of the dawn

practice- often makes nothin’ but a sad little guy
wit a- sad little dream, who’s mad he actually tried
he got- little to nothin’ but a casual sigh
and a- pat on his back that made him practically cry

[verse 3]
okay like- wait, wait, this yo’ sh-t
i ain’t doin’ drugs, i ain’t hit no l!cks
tell a m-th-f-cka’ “betta’ get like this”
i ain’t ever seen a m-th-f-cka pistol-whipped
got b-ss, b-ss, with new kicks
talk a lotta sh-t, what the issue is?
say i’m finna fall off, i said “b-tch you wish
is it hard for you to speak ’cause my d-ck too bi-”
awwww sh-t

sh-t’ll make me lose conscious, uh
i can never be too cautious, uh
i can never be you, novice, uh
finna get me a new office, uh
finna get me a new p-ssion, uh
finna get me a new planet
i ain’t ever been too candid
yea, ay
they sayin’ “duncan’s a b-tch.”
alright look dude, i’m gon’ put you in a sunken abyss
ba da rum bum bum, ba da rum bum bum
now bring the drums in this b-tch
now don’t get dissed
’cause if you do, i’ll leave you slumped in a ditch
haha!

[outro]
that album’s comin’ up quick
october 19th

- duzzy

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