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letra de breaker boxes - ethical

(hook)
if you ain’t wit’ it, then don’t listen
you is in my list for disses
all you sweatin’ like it’s gym and
bein’ breaker boxes trippin’

(verse 1- lil too)
i don’t let nothin’ break my stride
when i exercise my rhymes
what you say is rollin’ off
like some bowlin’ b-lls
these haters are like rain
’cause they only fall, yuh, i’m goin’ off
not even held up by a hurricane
rap is like traffic, and i’m in the turning lane
you could have a nametag, and i still don’t know your name
call me volcano, ’cause my flows insane
bruh, you think that yardwork is hardwork?
read thе lyrics on my page, and you’ll see what you is far from
you can’t rap bro, you is useless
all i do is shoot out nеw hits
but don’t call me cool kid
’cause i’m on fire, like i’m cookin’
making things lit, my pens like a torch
never in my life had to show no remorse
got a bunch of haters, but they can’t even match me
’cause all they wanna do, all the time is watch me
(hook)
if you ain’t wit, then don’t listen
you is in my list for disses
all you sweatin’ like it’s gym and
bein’ breaker boxes trippin

(verse 2- ethical)
it’s about time i start the match
this sh-t feels like archery class
bullseye’s white like marshall mathers
that jake’d up diss was target practice
it’s because my pen and pad’s more like a bow n’ arrow
while you popeye’s, chompin’ fries
i’m in my studio, drawin’ lines, like hawkeye
finn hat, wit’ a trench coat
what i wear when i dispatch you, wit’ a insult
then you diss back, but i ignore
i’m like “kiss my ass”, hangin’ up the f-ckin’ mistletoe
i feel like forest gump
wit’ all these catchy hooks, like his shrimpin’ boat
yeh, ’cause raps like fishing
if you’re real then you’ll pull ’em in
’cause most of y’all gotta fake image
like quentin beck, i feel like i have a spinneret
i got y’all rapped up in my web search, new music? yessir
i’m puttin’ you kids in check
already fed up wit’ the disrespect
stealin’ your christmas presents, ’cause your insides soft
like a french baget
sometimes i feel like paul blart, in a walmart
wit’ his jaw locked, on a pop tart
ridin’ around on a segway, like a cop car
tryna’ run sh-t, like an oligarch
right now i think it’s a good time to sort, money
and contrast mine and your’s
when i get the bag, it’s michael kor’s
when you get the bag, it’s child support
i gotta’ figure out a way to model what i’m ’bout to say
my lyrics are alarming ’cause they wake up like an hour late
met up with the person that i held over my head
never had to worry, i just flow to get respect
didn’t wanna drop, like a f-ckin’ miscarriage
sittin’ in quarantine, morbidly depressed
wit’ a blocked brain, i was just pourin’ out what’s left
climbin’ on the walls of this thick barrier
in a situation that is scary
gotta put a mask on, like jim carrey
better comply or you’ll get buried
joe biden throwin’ you in mid air
i would like to go back to normal
i have the formula, crack the door because
in my lab i lack resources
but i will never kick the bucket
’till i’m satisfied and filled it up wit’ liquid
craft a rhyme wit’ your glass of wine
and i’ll pull a punch, ’cause afterlife is the only way you’ll get above me
this beat ain’t long enough
more to say so i’ll raise the sunset
treat this verse, like a wanted criminal
and follow him, all the way to h-ll
when i chase the suspect
it’s just for fun though
you got guns that unload
i gotta couple of honey buns in my pantry
six time champion, rap’s like a pond that i get my hands in
my biggest fear is, leavin’ this hemisphere
without sittin’ here, makin’ sure the motherf-ckin paper isn’t clear
i’m not really sure, why you’d diss
they treat my music, like q-tips
right when i drop they’re jammin’ it in their ear
so keep your mouth closed
if you can’t speak wit’ a flow
you’ve seen how deep i can go
man please just leave me alone
especially if you can’t battle
i’m wearin’ latex, havin’ safe s-x
’bout to make a baby, wit’ this paper
and i don’t gotta, mention names
but when i spray lead, i will render your f-ckin’ ass, brain dead
(hook)
so if you ain’t wit’ it
then don’t listen
you is in my list for disses
all you sweatin’ like it’s gym and
bein’ breaker boxes trippin’

(outro)
yooooooooooo

- ethical

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