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letra de ii - giogio (rap)

[intro]
yeah, listen
yeah

[verse 1]
h-llo there, no need for introductions, you know the sh-t
the beat is reproduction, i hope you noticed it
every means to reap the budget, my code as honest it’s
blueprint to print green like hova did
i’ve been running through the tracks like two years now
and my peers too reasonable to diss me now
they be f-ckin’ up their plans to get two streams out
they releasin’ their new cds on two streets out
and n0body should f-ck with me, honestly godfather’ing all mcs
i’m awfully c-cky, buy property properly probably
i’m not a kid in the current times
just another fiend with recurring rhymes
i’m going off on this, nothing that can conquer me
you’ll be pop and i’ll be popping sh-t, quite the temper
quiet the message just to get some violence out
why’s the fact i’m a loose cannon wildin’ out
[hook]
h-llo there, wonder where i’ll go from there
alls i ever wanted was a “go like that”
thank you for the wholesome prayers
everybody now is like h-llo there
where you’ve been?
why, you care?
is you asleep, how is it dear?
is it so easy to appear sincere?

[verse 2]
the b-tterfly is out the cocoon, separation
i’ma bring the ghetto inside the white house
they got us, why a buffoon could to our faces lie and even then so
fight the same people and weak childs they cry bout?
i was hoping common sense would be the rule of the day
but i’ve seen a school shooting is the scoop of the day
they point at computers, it’s not due to the nra
well, if they really thought about it, it’d be stupid to pray
always walking on a tight rope, fine line
social anxiety, satisfy motherf-ckers with no identity
this h-ll of mine, i could choke if they clap for me
mr.morale, who wanna step to me?
i’m giving each and every b-tches rapping middle fingers
still the bigger man to disrespecting, benefit of
the doubt, but don’t go around thinking i’m a punching bag
’cause if you punch me on punch-in then i’m punching back
[hook]
h-llo there, wonder where i’ll go from there
alls i ever wanted was a “go like that”
thank you for the wholesome prayers
everybody now is like h-llo there
where you’ve been?
why, you care?
is you asleep, how is it dear?
is it so easy to appear sincere?

[verse 3]
i live inside my listeners, the minute i die, i’m alive in the lyrics first
dropping the message as posthumous rappers
are forced to be the post of the label as applauding their neighbors
for taking part in a fatal
accident, lastin’ legacy and nothing more
i don’t want my name attached to a raw recording
just to tell a kid they can be next to gio, yeah
and play the beat while you’re dead in a hole, yeah
i’m part god and part time
don’t share my job with white folks that want apartheid
they wait ‘fore the art dies just to give you diet artists
then wait ‘fore that heart dies just to get dimes off it
and you don’t know who i am, i’m aware
let’s do a whole trip down memory lane
i’m a white kid, very scrawny, still lovely
name is giovanni, what more do you want from me?
[outro]
h-llo there
h-llo there
and h-llo there, and h-llo there and h-llo there
h-llo there
h-llo there

- giogio rap

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