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letra de a wize man's advice - fat jack

[verse one]
soon as the beat drops, i bring the beat box to a complete stop

[friend in studio talking]
whoa, hold up man, hold up. (aight i’mma take that back. take that back.) you didn’t say that the first time

my big black boots scuff up your reebok’s
my flows step on toes soon as the beat drops
bringing your beat box to a complete stop
no one knows what the time frame is
drag my words in a rhyme then repeat to you in sign language
give me what you got
if you sh-t
shove a red pill in your grill and introduce you to the matrix
i’m in the club physically but i don’t know where my mind is
so low that fools refer to me as your highness
wack n-gga you’re spineless
n0body got your back, i’ll make the beat collapse
and watch your rap fall out the track
i’m taking names, of those who partic-p-te to gain
phrase my words in ways to manipulate the brain

[hook]
if it doesn’t make a difference it doesn’t make sense
if it doesn’t make sense, it doesn’t make a difference
since this isn’t like any other in existence
does that make me different? (yeah, yeah, yeah)
if it doesn’t make a difference it doesn’t make sense
if it doesn’t make sense, it doesn’t make a difference
since this isn’t like any other in existence
does that make me different?
i’m on some other sh-t

[verse two]
i’ll chew you up and spit you out like a broken c-ssette deck
i hear the sh-t you shout, you’re in no position to make threats
wait a sec
let me introduce ya
to the reason your producer can’t make beats quite like he used to
when in the clear i’ma end your career
injure your engineer
i’m with the hecklers in the rear
(yeah we in here)
nothing nice
something terrible
n-ggas don’t fall off, i push ’em they be scared to go
in the air they blow, frail frames float well
got knocked off my jock now he grabs at my coat tail
homie you so wack don’t tell me where your shows at
kidnap your rap not even lojack can get your flow back
watch the getaway
knock my voice off walls
my words ricochet
read my lips okay?
i’ma say it twice
i’m used to repeating myself you need a wise man’s advice

[hook]

[verse three]
when i bust it burns, it burns when i bust
rappers are no factor, they get turned to dust
from dust to just ashes
i’m ali when he was c-ssius
float like indo smoke
flip like i’m psychopathic
fool get yo’ -ss kicked
served multiple knuckle sandwiches
in front of your tae bo cl-ss b-tch
first…last…i ain’t even tripping
i be the memory of your worst -ss whipping
i’m the consequences of your actions
wack f-ck is what i clash with so [?] stop rapping
(i got guns fool, plus rottweilers that drool
ms. atlanta georgia laying naked next to the pool)
no behaving
i walk the dark side with a raven
and imagination of wes craven
engraving deadly lyrics upon tablets
letting these so called stars have it

[hook]

- fat jack

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