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letra de 8 minutes - j4ydizz1e

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[intro: j4ydizz1e]

may’s depression, 2016

[verse 1: j4ydizz1e]

8 minutes of rapping, 3 hours of trapping, 11 days of the same ol’ story n-gga we blacking

now i walk across the street of the same ol’ world that we live in my flow is as cold as oceans yeah i’m talking bout pacific

or maybe even the arctic now can we please get along, when i get up on beats i’m always seeking a difference in song

i write my words on a page, you write your words h-lla wrong, i’m doing this for the fam, and i’m doing this sh-t too long

[verse 2: raithage]

n-gga you try painting pictures, fleeked as f-ck hit up them swishers, why is it me who is dealing out all the helpful scriptures

no one will ever recognize the sh-t that i do for artists, i’m starting a new type of flow to unlock it is the largest

man i think i am a man, not just a man, i am the man, i’m fighting for the reality of everybody with bands

8 minutes for the come up, watch me run up, while i’m on them xans, i am raithage, no longer ge i am a god now

[verse 3: j4ydizz1e]

is it something i am doing to make these n-ggas so salty, i work my -ss off for grams, i’m drizzy just call me aubrey

i want a gun to my head, then bow bow it’s activating
my mind i lost i can not find so i stay contemplating

these words that i speak are fading they came from the soul, i remember getting jumped by n-ggas at seven years old and no one knows

living life the way i have so far that’s pretty bold, wanting lights all in your face like this go climb the social pole

[verse 4: raithage]

lights, camera, action, lets make a movie though, your b-tch is wet down to her feet from me man you already know

n-ggas always yapping, i stay trapping in the hood mo, sell a dime bag of that gas call it “money grow”

doesn’t matter what you do or say n-gga you still hoe, always stay up high up in the sky always need that blow

i hate rappers personally but i still need all that dough, and to think i started out this verse with though, god i can flow

[verse 5: j4ydizz1e]

beyblade, let it rip open and cut you violently, tired of fighting n-ggas i spit, and they sit silently

quietly -ss-ssinating all you n-ggas mildly, the words that i talk are godly, get it cause i

leave you n-ggas all behind and all you n-ggas in the dark, then i take this piece and make like vegeta “tear you apart”

f-ck your other problems n-gga i’m the one you do not want, i don’t f-ck with all these hoes give them riches and they will flaunt

[verse 6: raithage]

never give them riches though, i’m to f-cking handsome, me and squad taking the game for ransom, i want ten k and some

more so i can get up on my fandom, i stop crime in the rap game on tv i’m like chris hanson

n-ggas now a days know they love the sound of raithage, i am me and no one can ever take that away from me

i stay f-cking b-tches all day in my one seater jeep, but s-x will never run my life if i need it i get only

- j4ydizz1e

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