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letra de budapest - itszo

[verse 1: itszo]
listen, check check
and i’m not driving miss daisy ’til she pay me
must be crazy, doing eighty down the freeway
highway 1 so hazy
play me through your stereo
merry-go-round and round
pockets full of posies
pockets full of posers tear me down
lightly tappin off ashes on the ground
still unannounced, fifty pound down
five foot assassin, skin color brown
feel the might, making sounds at night
i’m sketched out, drunk
i see stretched out punks like roadk!ll skunks
my flow still pay no bills and buy no dunks
make no deals so i hold no tongues
first check my fit, fresh
then roll out like blunts
i played ball and only got my lights knocked out once
i’m lucky i guess
keep my thoughts close to the vest
mе and girl in a grand hotel like budapest
shе know me best, on a beach sipping champagne
and taking hits to clear the stress
put your new sh-t on, i’m impressed
this weed infect me with f-ckless moods
don’t test me
zoom out, i need a birds eye view
i took flight the roots me never do what they do
and that message hit my soul like the bottom my shoe
so i shook off dust
make sure the gram just get a peek of us
turning up til the sun come up, or the speakers bust
itszo with the impeccable flow
and my prophecy was written in stone
y’all know
[verse 2: cathcart]
so invested, never cared who i was compared to
recording at the desk by where i slept, ain’t have a spare room
blaring tunes, neighbors feeling how the kick and snare would boom
studied doom, now i got these posers meeting their doom
very soon, i had zohair come through to share the stu
asked me to rap, i couldn’t pass it up like a heirloom
always looking for a beat to tear into
mike or boldy, larry june
on the mic, i’m bolder than an aries moon
with my girl, up to no good ‘cause i’m down bad
used to worry how my clothes looked or if i sound bad
struggling to do my own hooks and written down raps
reading verses out my notebook, couldn’t live without that
went from living at my home hood with a housecat
to living in a musty old nook where we found rats
now i’m staying in a nice crib, like where the mouse at?
plus i’m staying with the right clique like a mousepad
bit of a professional
boy i’ve dropped like four tapes
me and rap just mesh so
i never have to force takes
people got the memo
got ‘em itching for a taste
my support base
moderately strong, mezzo forte
i said mezzo, forte
ever since i met zo, knew it was his forte
usually keep it mellow, got a foot up in the doorway
took a stab at metal, kinda like a fork taste
it’s cathcart

- itszo

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