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letra de revenge - hideout - hhc

(i’ll call you back, if you’re lucky)

they k!lled my grandfather, my uncle mike
and i’ll get that sh-t in blood
gotta stay focused, i can’t lose
for my loved ones up above
you gotta work hard, you gotta put in work
if you wanna get this dub
they see my progress and these haters f-cking stunned (f-cking stunned)
you only see sh-t from the outside
and you motherf-ckers judge
you don’t know sh-t
so don’t talk
you motherf-ckers dumb
don’t make me bring out my bl!ck
cause i’ll empty out that drum
i’m with the troops (he wit ‘em)
we on the pursuit for the loot (cha-ching)
i’m the best you can’t refute
i’m eating you rapper’s for food
these b-tches know that i’m cute
she blow my d-ck like a flute
you see me you better salute
look, uh

i got the courage of leonidas
the touch is the midas
bow down to your highness
i always desire the finest
assertive, don’t mess with the shyness
i need me a wetty, don’t mess with the dryness
fist up, i’m ready to fight like adonis
imma show ‘em who the don is
i’m in her mouth
something like an orthodontist
bullets flying right through his noggin
that’s for all that talking
my shooters we get to the sparking (bow)
i got the heart of a spartan
dripped out, you know that i’m flossin’
most of you trash, i’m just being honest
most of you know that i am the hottest
my dad was a high school dropout
now his son is college
i’m doing my reps, i’m reading my books
i’m upping my knowledge
i’m as ill as the sinus infection
away from the hater’s neglection
i got the chop for protection
out of the game, ejection
“f-ck you” to the hoes that rejected (f-ck ‘em)
this rap sh-t, i perfect it
look, uh
i’m one of a kind
i can’t even see my reflection
they k!lled my grandfather, my uncle mike
and i’ll get that sh-t in blood
gotta stay focused, i can’t lose
for my loved ones up above
you gotta work hard, you gotta put in work
if you wanna get this dub
they see my progress and these haters f-cking stunned (f-cking stunned)
you only see sh-t from the outside
and you motherf-ckers judge
you don’t know sh-t
so don’t talk
you motherf-ckers dumb
don’t make me bring out my bl!ck
cause i’ll empty out that drum

(i’ll call you back, if you’re lucky)

- hideout hhc

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