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letra de sake in japan - elcamino

[intro]
yo
yo
yo
yo, uh

[verse 1: elcamino]
this sh-t way deeper than rap, i can take you
way back to when i was out on that corner performing’
look at my stats, now i pull up in foreigns, diors
cars my [?] likely
n-ggas ain’t even close, to where i’m at
before i picked up a gun, already knew how to strap
way before this rap sh-t, i knew how to get me some racks
i can go in any hood and get money
i could have dapped
now just buffalo, i can go anywhere on the map
but that’s like, way before you even knew it’s my n-gga
we took flights
but y’all do it for the ‘gram, i do this sh-t in real life
a thousand hoodies from j-pan
n-gga thats a benz truck
i could have went with the vet, but i bought the fisker
i could have been that fast and weak
a f-ck-up in the system
i was wildin’ with my strap
livin’ life relentless
i made a half a million easy
just of a [?]
[verse 2]
backseat ride
at least that’s when im feelin’ my best
i’m slippin, we slide
i fill in where the rap is contestin’ what we provide
please put me in my place if you feel like n-ggas be lyin’
i d-mned the drug juice and all you n-ggas who rhymin’
you either learn from my mistakes or lose from deceit
back then, all my freestyles was better than writing
i thought i found a place to call home, i got too excited
they knew we had the tux, like we got endors-m-nts from midas
i rather put my trust in a b-tch i know who ain’t biased
’cause she’ll rather go get that money while n-ggas dyin’
’cause they’ll rather beef over blocks or start a alliance
i guess you never know if it work if you never try it
who even buyin’, who even listenin’, huh
and [?] your pants without no pot to p-ss in
you die over nothing, you had no right to living
and [?] feel like im scotty pimpin’
hey, too rare for you n-ggas not to get recognition
more moves, let’s announce them, you gotta pay attention
‘lotta hate, in a room full of fakers i feel out of place
the only time you fell in love was when you out of state
i know theres beauty in your heart behind that powdered face
she way too quiet for someone who got a lot to say
so many thoughts inside my head, it’s like a crowded sp-ce
my only chance of happiness is moving miles away
too many steppin’ stones, how many more
one night stands turn into a second home
i know a lot of fake friends, should have been left alone
they fall under pressure on
no duckin’ my weapon [?]
was better off left alone
way-

- elcamino

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