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letra de omg - fredo (battle rapper)

[verse one: illmac]
on the shoulders of giants that came before
my strife has made me a warrior, life is a fade from glory
the ice in my veins euphoria
not on the same page about publishin’, i’m writin’ to change my story up
clean kicks, flyin’ knee leave a tree split
your life’s a grain of sand on a beach trip
i’m bumpin’ c.r.e.a.m. while i pull up in a peach whip
made ya b-tch cream, made you seem whipped
came from within the beast, ain’t played in the little leagues
my chain is from italy, the strain from the middle east
say, “pain wit’ the misery” then chase it wit’ hennessy
i’m changin’ my imagery while trainin’ my infantry
they gave me a felony, paid all my penalty
tax evadin’, they investigate what i made like the gennovesse
blood suckers i’m your reflection, you’ll never see me
to freshman on friday, on they head like a sweaty beanie
white castle kept it greasy
cross your enemy lines and tell ’em “king me”
f-ckin’ on a nefert-ti, pumpin’ on the scent of kiwi
the weather teach me
hoes come and go like the wind, so don’t trip over every breezy
uh, pop the henny like, “let me soak in that.”
half brown, but stand out like the token black
bare (bear) arms; kodiak
money/love; overlap
dead and rose like a cul de sac where i blow a sack
pullin’ cognac, sippin’ private stock while she throw it back
and let her count the ones while i roll it back

[hook: fredo]
and i know, i’m representin’ everywhere that i go, that i go
i’m goin’ hard for everything that i know, that i know
can’t break me down like i was billy idol, ya idol
when i flow, man i go it’s like
oh my god
oh my god (we did it without you)
can’t break me down like i was billy idol, ya idol
(oh my god)
when i flow, man i go it’s like

[verse two: fredo]
clean fit, cream lit, sea sick mc’s split from the green mist that we spit
put a weak b-tch on wii fit
street fighter with machine chip
punches get stronger wit’ each kick (hadouken)
i’m tryin’ to hit a hot pocket
boat rock got christopher cross knockin’ on my yacht hobgoblin’
everlastin’ like a gobstopper
ground was sick underneath, scrub ya b-tches cheeks like the godfather
all these verses that i’m [?]
is causin’ controversy like the blond rodman
i pop carmen got electrifyin’
stretch ya hymen til i steppin’ inside it
i let it slide the first time
but i know real by his first name and he don’t recognize ya
best described as the best so all the rest can die
learn the lesson why
this spread gun holds enough for 30 extra lies
i serve him extra fries
mop ya block, dot ya top, the cursive letter “i”
if a legend ever die, promise i would never cry
i’m merciless with mine, the permanent ink turn him tourniquet ya spine
don’t worry i’ll be fine
my vision blurry every time i stephen curry line
you better hurry like five spice thai curry lime
nine lives chopped down to seven then you get murdered twice
church is nice and the merchandise prolly worth ya life
smoking on the purple like a persian knight
purple sprite, german nice, rollin’ herb all night
hit the switch for the workin’ light

[hook]

- fredo battle rapper

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