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letra de rappin' 4 me - hues

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[intro]
yeah, shoutout to kool a.d; heems;
nujabes, rest in peace; shaliek
this one’s for me

[verse 1]
i don’t rap with pizazz; (oooh) i rap with pizzas
when i rap it’s like burritos tucked in tight taquitos, (yum)
omelets, hot pockets, peanut b-tter in toaster strudels
pop tarts, insomnia cookies, ramen noodles (delicious)

but enough of that, ya’ll can cut the cr-p
umbilicals to imbeciles. cesareans or baby fat
sears, dillard’s, jcpenney, plus a baby gap
i got that much in store for the flow when i’m relaying facts (godd-mn!)

hi, we’re hues; how high are you? (h-llo)
your highness, how are you? wait, who is he, i’m confused
he doesn’t rap to escape from the struggle, just to express it
yeah, i have too much fun to do this on some respect sh-t. (so what?)

my biggest fan is me, don’t really care who the best is
i just wanna wake n bake with cookies for breakfast (cookies for breakfast???)
i’m just joking. just joking, i’m not joking
this ain’t 8 mile, i’m not choking

unless i’m smoking, no cheddar bob toking
nah, you can keep that pasta out my beef
my mom’s spaghetti’s good enough to keep me out the streets
born without silver spoons–no kadabra, alakazam (i choose you)

now understand, if i asked my man, we could sneak contraband into azkaban
that’s just how i was brought up, (what?)
risen like a phoenix but that’s not what i ordered (what!)
so i’m somewhere in between like 9 ¾ (oh my god!)

could get a real job, only rap weekly
i don’t need rap, i just like to eat beats (delicious)
i rap like i’m rolling and stoned
with one ear phone in on the rolling stones (you can’t always get what you want)

that’s playing from a roaming phone like ya boi was in rome
so my data’s all gone and this is the last song
and still do it all wrong, take like three takes
and hate that i’ve been in the booth for so long (c’mon man)
which is weird cause we’re just getting started
of course i got bars, but i’m just getting carded (oh naw, we ain’t finished)

[verse 2]

i don’t rap for the fame, don’t give a d-mn who knows my name (sorry)
peers trying to decipher why my mind/mine set on a cypher
had them upset that i even f-cking showed up
side eyes since i side stepped in to not blow up (boom!)

went from being home alone to homeless to homesick
but what kept me centered was a pen or microphone to grip
so any venue that you see i would go to, i would be releasing more energy than goku (kamaha–)
call me gohard-bending steel beams. kaioken x 10, grey is not a human being (–ha!)

dropping spirit bombs, don’t really care who’s feeling me
like joey wheeler, i just do it for serenity
spent so much time in the chamber to perfect this craft
that i felt like deedee, couldn’t be kept out of the lab. (what does this b-tton do?)

finally put my soul in it and those fools just laughed
not even cause my works were weak, because i had no swag (d-mn)
real quiet, skate shoes and handmdeown jeans
but ask the kai, fancy clothes aren’t what make you supreme

one guy said my rhymes were too abc
cause my cadence is more orderly than ocd
you know me, only cop my tea from ofd (organic)
but cfb is rebel soundtrack for teenage me

cause back in those days, there was no one that could see me
not in the good ways, i was invisible–low key
in thor’s shadows– banished for liking pikachu
ten years later, you got the app, now take a peek at you (whoops!)

team mystic had to quit, dropped out real quick
but as soon as they drop sun & moon
though, it’s lit-
-ten plus a litwick
they don’t even know the new gens
f-cking dipsh-ts (genwunners)

you rugrats need lipschitz
even if i listened to outkast & the misfits
i still wouldn’t have fit in. do you get it?

[chorus}
i-i-i i’m rapping for me, for free and only me
so if you don’t like it, you can go and listen to someone else

- hues

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