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letra de based freestyle - hi-rez

fbi flags slang terms: chad, based, red-pilled to target racially motivated violent extremists

yo
y’all are just a bunch of clones
head glued to your phones
swear right now i’m in my zone
i’m too grown for them little shots you’ve thrown
glass houses throwing stones
and from the era talking on the internet gonna mess around and get you pwned
they all said i changed man, but i’m still the same man
i just switched the game plan, overcame the pain, man
since the days of faze clan, adaptеd to the rain man
now haters got a tempеr cause i’m finally getting banks, man
a bunch of propaganda sheep, the news keeping y’all asleep
i’m fifteen years deep, i don’t wanna hear a peep
they tried to cancel me, god said “nah, that’s my masterpiece!”
now things that i’m posting got the fbi tracking me
when the rap gets so soft, bunch of paid shills sell-outs swear they so lost
all these rappers must transitioning cause they got no b-lls
got my ceo, other than him, swear i got no boss
fake gangsters rapping about never snitching and snitching
bunch of fake drug dealers that have never been in the kitchen
went from selling and sniffing like biden around these children
i’ll never sell my soul and do the government bidding
i’m the rap game alex jones, government been tapping phones
god walking with me, i’m never on this path alone
keeping god first, warning off imposters
i came from the side dirt before these youtube boxers
i don’t it do it for acclaim, i hope this sh-t gets claim
hope this music hits your brain and takes your pain
energy god sent to me is heavenly
i got this tang in my melody
woo, that’s the chef in me!
the recipe five michelin stars pick it apart
my rhyme like a kiss first, kiss in the car
writing rhymes while i sit in the dark
listen, my heart has been in this since a kid that would kick it in parks
before rap became hollywood, before all the politics
xxl became tmz with the gossiping
me and rap’s synonymous
h0m-genous, it’s obvious
young profit, deeps pockets
sharing all my profits with
the ones who helped me down back in the day
channeled the spirit of my family that’s passing away
twelve years still hustling, thought my passion would fade
death tried to take me, but i just laughed in his face
ha, thought i had it figured out
clearing with my vision now
god had to sit me down and say “my time isn’t now!”
most my peers that make it this far can’t believe i’m still around
more money, more problems, put them in a bigger house!
thought i had the be the richest and most famous
but i know rich people that choose to remain nameless
managers and labels ruin artists every day
and fans say that you fell off if you were not as big as drake
not knowing that your soul is in tact and you well off
i took a break and i’m picking up where i left off
i’d rather own my publishing and be my own publicist
and go and ask the label if my vision fits the budget sh-t
democrat, republicans, two wings of the same bird
never trust the government with the fruits of my labor
buzzing in my city before twenty gordon haywards
skywalking on these clones like my name darth vader
no lightsaber, just a pen and a pad
my rhymes too cold, tell the chef i’m sending them back!
i’ve been in the lab, these rappers are just a trend and a fad
hip hop raised me, boy, i’ve been in my bag
lauryn hill is my mom, j dilla’s my dad
i could k!ll your favorite rapper, make him p-ss in his pants
if he don’t k!ll himself first, with the pills and the act
i don’t even need to try when i’m k!lling these tracks
i’ve been doing this on e, now i’m filling my gas
almost lost the love now, but the feeling is back
blow the roof off this building, no more ceiling in tact

- hi rez

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