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letra de i can't rap - gryps

[chorus:]
i took the pack
give it a bubble bath
double back
double bag it and stash it in bubble wrap
sent it, repeat and rinse it
get it right back in about a month in a half
i’m a devilish act
this ain’t paganist rap
i’m a pain in the ass
have ’em taken a back

[verse 1:]
i ain’t faking this sh-t
why yo ice melting?
why you faking yo wrists?
why you afraid of the risks?
how the f-ck you expect to win if you ain’t putting pain in this sh-t?
i’m doing backflips on you f-ckers till i’m slipping a disk
i’m pouring the texas tea inside of the brisk until i’m flying in this, yuh
all my opps vary in sk!ll but they p-ssy so i murder them, ovarian k!ll
this sh-t get so scary, its real
i’m insane, i’m amityville
the oxy got me gaining weight with the way that i bury the pills so i count the dough until sh-t i don’t know?
i marry the bills
fall in, fall out of love ’till we splitting up
remarry rebuild until my sanity grilled
[hook:]
shorty, shorty call me mister gettagryp up in this b-tch and if you don’t remember the name, you get removed up in this b-tch
i forge the light up out the dark on ’em, i’m hitting the switch
i back it up
gather the range, aim it, i shot it n swish
we maneuvering quick

[verse 2:]
the gang gon’ get you gone in a flash like some you remember from the past
these bullet braking yo back
it clank and it clash than dissipate
hollows disintegrate and integrate with yo brain
it’s really just simple math
this ain’t no fad
this sh-t timeless
you spineless
why you fighting like you might stand a match like i’m not a pack of wild hyenas eager to get a laugh while yo bleeding ass pleading to be beating out of yo agony
ready to attack
quit acting like you even half of me
take a crack at me, i’m facing time for battery
i’m screaming f-ck ’em all so i know that the world mad at me
i never gave a f-ck about rap cause the scene is sad to me so if they let me in, it’d be nothing short of a tragedy
i’m glad to teach y’all something ’bout the sport like we in academy
f-ckers wanna battle me, line ’em up for the cavalry
mad i have to baby you b-st-rds, you james mallory
i been a poet, knowing my worth like my name valerie
the day i f-ck over the gang, let the bullets rain down on me
i only came up cause the way you lames just pray doubt on me
[hook:]
shorty, shorty call me mister gettagryp up in this b-tch and if you don’t remember the name, you get removed up in this b-tch
i forge the light up out the dark on ’em, i’m hitting the switch
i back it up
gather the range, aim it, i shot it & swish

[chorus:]
i took the pack
gave it a bubble bath
double back
double bag it and stash it in bubble wrap
sent it, repeat and rinse it
get it right back in about a month in a half
i’m a devilish act
this ain’t paganist rap
i’m a pain in the ass
have ’em taken a back
when i’m on the track, all i do is just talk sh-t cause i don’t know how to rap, yuh

- gryps

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