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letra de 99 - internet strangers

[verse 1: ryan mims]
who am i? well, who are we?
we’re the best f-cking sh-t that you ain’t ever seen
we got this p-ssion that’s blasting out of your system
abysmal and f-cking simple, emotion over this tempo
it makes you feel like you know us, huh? bruh
it makes you feel like you want to be one of us
’cause we’re essentially lyricists just appearing
like rappers who f-cking trapping, but we are searing your eardrums
yeah, that’s a reference to fire we spitting bruh
i know you knew but i needed to clarify
i know i’m p-ssing these vigorous lyrics off
as the pinnacle of the best of the best, but it’s really not
but it’s still better than all of your friends combined
we’re stepping with time, making these plays out, f-cking around
and if we took a f-cking sh-t, you know you love it
’cause we’re here to f-cking stay until the end, yeah we’re never running

[verse 2: dre a.m.]
look, the misadventures of a pompous pr-ck
dom and fitz, honest accomplice who ain’t accomplish sh-t
promise this, you can’t wrestle his bill
pest it’ll k!ll, a spectacle of technical sk!ll
exceptional will, the best in his professional field
tries to circ-mvent eventual spills, he’s a
proved cutthroat, chews and uses up most
uh-oh, often turn to his used up quotes
bruised, cut, choked, these battle scars speak a thousand
seeking housing, six feet deep in a demon’s fountain
screaming, shouting, [?], asks help
disowned quicker than he can meet the dad’s belt
lashed out, this crete speaks in enthralling tunes
[?], smashed the knuckles of his ideology
white apologies, might is just my [?]
golden touch, though it’s rough, [?] smoking molten crust

[hook: silvia minosa and ryan mims]
we’re in control and
you already know that
we run the show and
you cannot hold my crown
uh, y’all don’t have to bow down just to get down

[verse 3: rich russet]
i can think of 99 reasons i should leave ’em in the dust
i’m not f-cking with what you brought the the table
not succulent enough, your flow sucks, i’m not able
to rock with it, suck you in with my dark spirit
’cause even succubus will flee
they call me when they need it fleshed out
’cause rich is the best out of all the them
no disrespect to our following, it’s all in or nothing
suited up, i’m [?] out the [?]
reshuffling, i caught ’em in, their momma swallowing
the hook, line, and sinker, no opponent slicker
with the microphone, it’s difficult to comprehend, holding sippy cups
amongst grown men, don’t you interrupt
’cause everything i touch turns gold, [?]
my ceremony’s rolling, but on the internet
whole squad intercepts, gold is the [?]
behold as we end it with greats, gato, mims
russet, andre, we ain’t gonna wait for n-body
behold as we end it with greats, have to set the pace
i know what we make up every day

[hook: silvia minosa]
we’re in control and
you already know that
we run the show and
you cannot hold my crown (x2)

- internet strangers

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