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letra de why english - endaiz

[prod. by solow beats]

[intro]
english, english, english, bhoom

[verse 1]
little hoe let it go long ago
pretty slow, ditties grow, stolen flow
swollen show, not many know
doesn’t cost a penny though, all is the same so
bandeau is not trendin’ in a grotto
then for them it’s meanin’ only taboo
i could own shit to throw away if only i had a voodoo
doll, you dumb-ss fake rappers, it is your fault
that you ain’t got no brain to have your own cult
face me p-ssin’ on the revenge that you could never exalt
without puttin’ another’s stuff to have at least a result
find yourself in this pother i’m tough as a beast i -ssault
my inner fiend would rather see you deceased than just halt
the culture was raised in the states that’s why english
you say you’re in it, but you’re too fool to distinguish
a designer from a thug, in the future you’ll relinquish
cause you’ve been f-ckin’ around so now you’re diminished

[hook]
i don’t want dumb f-ggots to understand me
i wish all these young hoes couldn’t stand me
give you translation, you won’t understand me
you so predictable, it’s all goin’ how i planned it
no wish to rap in the same language that you do
even rappin’ native, you’re still trash, i grew
on this music, now i’m sharin’ it with my crew
that’s why english, b-tch, it’s a breakthrough
i don’t want dumb f-ggots to understand me
i wish all these young hoes couldn’t stand me
give you translation, you won’t understand me
you so predictable, it’s all goin’ how i planned it
no wish to rap in the same language that you do
even rappin’ native, you’re still trash, i grew
on this music, now i’m sharin’ it with my crew
that’s why english, b-tch, it’s a breakthrough
that’s why english, b-tch

[verse 2]
it’s a breakthrough, show me what you got in your backpack
don’t ever try to f-ck with me, i’ll make you backtrack
i’ve been bendin’ over backwards so now i got this knack, fact
that i’m makin’ foreign native, blackjack
when i was ten i had a copybook, it was a mixtape
i’ve changed the language but there’s still been a fixed shape
then some online battles, i won ’em all with that gape
i’m tryna tell you i was born for it, turnin’ beef into a rape
comparison’s improper, ’cause i already know every fool you gonna name, f-ck him
everyone’s whopper, pathetical attempts to use foreign language for fame, for slim
searchin’ for a stopper, i don’t digest your talks ’bout old school, what i mean
they know a couple of og’s who inspire them but they think rap died in ninetieth
while i’m grindin’ hard, accent, vocab, it’s my scheme

- endaiz

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