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letra de that part [fatemix] - f.a.t.e.

chorus)[fate]

you know i had to it, i just my got my….. head start/
you know i’m bout to be.. poppin… head start/
looking back at my, competition… head start/
i’m bout to make it to the top..
head start, head start, head start…agghhh!….

verse)[fate]

look where i’m at, where are you, you remember that/
bout to have a spaz attack, i’m k!lling it, so watch my back/
nevermind, i got my eyes, in my back, so i’m ready for, ugh.. a lethal attack/
tac on the wall, shit, that’s how i be seeing you, hammer with the mic, cuz your shit need a smack/
honestly, d-mn dog, i ain’t even feeling it, gotta head start to the game, imma villian b-tch/
knock your wig back, with my voice, call you krillin b-tch/
look how i be doing it, spitting exorcism, making head turns, like 360, all the time/
i ain’t even at my prime, don’t wanna transform yet, still got coins in my pocket, so i steadily drop dimes/
oh shit, look at the time… you ain’t started yet/
jeez, look it how i’m, balling.. look it my connect/
only getting bigger, dream of six figures, how i figure, that i figured, that i’m bout to the best, go figure/
unstoppable, odd job, golden eye, call me by the nickname, nigga, call me punchline/
sipping wine in the booth, like i’m cl-ssy, with the mic in my hand, shit… how could you outlast me/
making threats with the fame, like i’m jay z, this the black alb-m, why they try to change me/
misbehave me, but the chains broke, so i’m slave free….

chorus)[fate]

verse)[fate]

i’m just painting out a scene, kicking good times, having dreams, living life like a f-cking after party/
what is you saying, i’m all the way up, got you 6 levels down, shouting threats, you won’t ever catch me, aggh, saying sorry/
see, it’s my time to ride the wave, did you catch that/
just dropped the tracklist, to the next mixtape, oh shit, what freaking tidal wave/
i’m just being a fool with it…. gave you a head start/
can you coupe with the fact, that when i’m on the mic, flow be hitting like darts/
oh shit, going off beat, that’s my purpose, swerving on a intersection, tired of my own lane/
see, i just can’t behave, switching flows through a song, like i can’t find what to watch/
so shit, might as well watch me, watch the throne, b-tch i’m coming, and i’m doing it alone/
aggghhh, if i struggle, mind on another level, close my eyes, and produce about two clones/
agghhh, shit i just can’t stop, breaking out the box, honestly i haven’t found where i fit yet/
aggghhh, so i’ll stay k!lling the mic, call me son of sam/
no 50 cent, this ain’t chris brown feature, but got d-mn, i’m the man/
what my 3rd verse bout to be like, switch it up, that’s my plan/
show you i got multiple flows, no hoes, f-ck that imma one woman type of man/
shout out to my girl, for the hell of it, throwing bars, like i ain’t even know what to talk about, but the beat came on, oh shit that’s my jam….

chorus)[fate]

you know i had to it, i just my got my….. head start/
you know i’m bout to be.. poppin… head start/
looking back at my, competition…

talking*

verse)[fate]

coming back, like i’m cl-ssy, pinky up/
words coming out the mouth, like im sick, throwing up/
with a blank face, b-tch, you can’t see me, casper/
imma no one, now i’m jafar, rubbing lamps, let my dreams come true, nothing but disasters/
k!lling mics like a day job, how could i ever quit, with these lips, like it’s golden/
i was chosen.. to run the game, put it in its place, sub zero, leave it frozen/
stuck in place, to a time with the greats, having debates, bout who the best, like it’s pokemon/
see i’m on, kicking pheromones, they just vibe to it, shit, they know what i’m on/
like on another level, it’s a rpg, i’m bout to go one hunnid, and you only sixty/
while you knee deep, in your own shit, cuz u spit shit, get the taste out your mouth, you little itch/
what i got, they be bugging like flies, so you know i had to swat, with the lyrics out the watch/
i never stop, keep going, like i’m running from the cops/
this a rock that i roll, my mouth a f-cking guitar, hitting licks, like i do this in my sleep/
counting sheep, cuz it’s easy, do this in my dream and awake, all day, and i don’t even feel heat..yet./
maybe gotta head start, from the death threats, talking to myself in the past, you ain’t even there yet..

- f a t e

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