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letra de rhyme strange - imaginary droog

i’m that unknown that you scared of, cats don’t know where the f-ck i came from
n0body knows, like what sandusky’s wife dottie knows
mad you gettin kept in the dark (i’m sayin’)
where the f-ck was you when i slept in the park?
i would purposefully avoid the blocks that ya’ll post on
gave out a small dose of the sk!ll the grill was almost gone
with a name like the h-rnets it was on it’s way out
now it’s the pelicans, speak well with eloquence
i’m trying to take your spot? what spot?
i’m coming up on my own, you keeping up with what’s hot
i stay ahead of the curve, and keep my beard shaped up
like i’m the chairman of the federal reserve
straight razor, let a b-tch pull a razor i heard of kinky ho’s
yo, oh, now you gunna shoot me in my pinky toe?
f-ck the one that got away
i’m the one that got a way with words, gettin’ heard, ya hear me?

[chorus]
i left that life in the past and thought i was done, for good (i won’t stop rocking till i retire)
still remember them days when i was [?] out to your hood (remember back in the day)
when every lyric was about slingin’ cane, ain’t it funny how times change? (the world is very different now)
and now the sh-t is insane how everybody tryin’ to rhyme strange (rhyme strange)

down to walk anywhere, the troop-aholic
stomping on the ave, my calves are super brolic
showed shorty my feet she say ‘aw bendito’
producer said ‘heat’ and we make ends meet
yo check it, ya’ll need to take five like dave brubeck
don’t even know the b-tch, talking ’bout she gave you neck
?? is hunger from here to cucamunga
the droog use to lie about being older, now lie about being younger (ha-ha)
nah i’m kidding, but we say age is just a number
like, bumbaclot, and i don’t care how many hits ya tumblr got
dog you saved by the bell, piggybacking whatever’s doing well ambitions as a wave rider
i said ‘momma forgive me for my mistakes’ fake moral comp-ss got droog to pump his breaks (slow down)
but the ego won’t shrink in size, i come through, b-tches blinking, their eyes all synchronized

[chorus]

and to record there was countless hoods i took the train that got heat
lobotomizing this beat was a no-brainer
i got a line for every time the d went on the n line, the n went on the d line, ya’ll cats was p-ssy straight feline
they laughed, that’s when i know they feelin’ the line
gettin mad cuz i’m still in the shine so are with cat’s i was in the lab with
so elaborate, they sabotage footage but i still got my hits in, what a journey it’s been

dust yourself off, don’t let ’em see you sweat
like a trooper with the 2 percent milk gettin wet
no swagger, no style but i’ll still get the -ss
and a date is the most i’ll wait, now who got what i’m trying to get
ain’t no old b-tch about to tell me ‘not yet’
i’ll knock the angel dust off that p-ssy, she got wet
g’head, she’s easy pa, but i fell asleep during the wok, she had that z-z-z top

- imaginary droog

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