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letra de yeager! - iamchriscraig

[verse 1: iamchriscraig]
everybody really be haters, yuh
big body boy like yeager
young man known to ball out like the pacers
all black with a mask on like i’m vader
double c drunk with the punch, no chaser
praying to god he get sent to the maker
run it like sonic, and n-ggas be movin’ in shadows
so i’m really callin’ ’em “fakers”
run upon me? tatakae
aye, stop, hammer time
if a n-gga wanna run up, then he really fried
ain’t n0body on the planet that is stoppin’ i
we get him gone if he tryin’ to talk on our set (brra)
colossal titan, the chop melt his flesh, woah
cannon on me like kenny og, know i spin the block like levi
i been in the game since knee high, headshot g.a.b.i
chillin’ on paradis island, tell me, what you know ’bout it like ti?
knowin’ is half the battle like g.i. joe, that is why i be handlin’ all the b.i

[verse 2: jacob cass]
n-ggas would swear that i’m reiner or bertholdt the way that i hang with a beast
when sh-t gettin’ hot, yeah, y’all post up like annie
’cause when i show action, now y’all wanna freeze
i don’t f-ck with people like i’m anti-personnel
two twin glocks ringin’ like a bell
n-ggas wanna talk and they hide in their crib
’til i run through like when the wall mari fell
woah, sh-t gettin’ dangerous
eren timing, b-tch, i’m goin’ through phases
i see enemies in all of their faces
nah, it don’t even matter what the case is
claimin’ y’all some “titans”, y’all sh-t basic
this a basic flow, y’all on the same sh-t
gettin’ sick and tired of the lame sh-t
eren jaeger timing, hit the lane switch
this that new sh-t that i’m really tryna be on
y’all ain’t a person anymore, y’all are peons
jc on, anything cc on
f-ckin’ with my buzz, to infinity and beyond
’cause everybody wanna be haters
big body boy, i’m somethin’ like yeager
these n-ggas from marley, i’m surrounded by fakers
f-ck it, we ball, like i’m playin’ for the lakers
[verse 3: iamchriscraig]
everybody really be haters, yuh
big body boy like yeager
young man known to ball out like the pacers
all black with a mask on like i’m vader
double c drunk with the punch, no chaser
praying to god he get sent to the maker
run it like sonic, and n-ggas be movin’ in shadows
so i’m really callin’ ’em “fakers”
run upon me? tatakae
aye, stop, hammer time
if a n-gga wanna run up, then he really fried
ain’t n0body on the planet that is stoppin’ i
we get him gone if he tryin’ to talk on our set (brra)
colossal titan, the chop melt his flesh, woah

- iamchriscraig

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