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letra de coma-toast - ezra

(verse 1)
unique sk!lls they be mine, no one else you’ll find, that rhymes this good looks this fine, not like drake, every line i write is mine, off to the races, rap so sick leavin you in a comatose stasis i’m the guy your girlfriend maces i cum it’s gambino faces! sitting as you vegetate, flow incinerates try and concentrate, magic begins i levitate nothing to insinuate please just concentrate for me this flow is meditative, ah sh-t! f-ck around and you’ll meet my shiv, what if you did? what if you didn’t? doesn’t matter anyway my ass you will kiss it, being hot sh-t, don’t you just miss it? f-ck f-ck f-ckity f-ck my music explicit, you don’t like it? then don’t listen, your opinion i won’t be missin, some lyrics be dissin, but oh well, who can tell? is that a black eye nah man i just fell, ok, if you think you can run with the big dogs you’re in denial i’m a marathon! and you’re just a mile, but even if you leaner and meaner and i’m just a dirty ass beaner, i’ll still take your breath away, keep it all locked away, wait until the life slips away then give it back to you so you can say “okay man i’m sorry”! my music unusual, lyrics people don’t listen to, so how can i prove to you, that hip hop can be beautiful?

(breakdown)
hip-hop can be beautiful…it can be beautiful…
(nah f-ck that)

(verse 2)
this that titty rap, i ain’t an aristocrat, i just peac-ck so she can see me, eat da p-ssy raw shashimi, then i krispy kreme thee, cause she’s tired of not having the real thing, tex-mex, you ain’t the real thing, safe s-x, yolo, no latex, oh no no no no, yes, i, made this to impress, i, think that i’m the best, sorry that’s crazy, a n0body, not who you think i be, ted bundy, so look i don’t hit women, but i’ll slap a dyk- while riding my bike because i fight for equal rights, and yeah i got big mouth, a great white, so i’m flipping the script on this rhyming sh-t, i ain’t rhyming it i’m making up the rules cause this is simon says, flip a coin, tails or heads, either way i need my meds, in your devices like the feds, ay b-tch look under your bed, it’s me, the monster, i’m the fear you cannot conquer, i look like i belong in concord, but my vernacular more like oxford, comma, hold up, hold up, ay, hate that migos flow, ay, walk it like i talk it, ay, all my b-tches bad and boujee, ay, man i sound so f-ckin g-y…ay, so when it’s all said and done this is what my first year? dropping songs back to back to back, sounding like i’m having a heart attack attack attack, whether or not you hate me or love me, stay mindful, won’t hesitate to remind you, supernatural different, like the reign of a new king with his shiny crown, until i die i can’t put this mic down! i’m a sick pup send me to the pound! don’t copy anybody else’s sound, my lyrical inflection like receiving lethal injections, it’s all rigged, u.s. elections, it’s all fixed, cali to the six, i’m making hits, soon there’ll be diamonds all up on my wrist…soon there’ll be diamonds up on my wrist b-tch!

- ezra

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