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letra de you ain't that good - jacob price

[hook]
you say that you’re the best but i just can’t see
i’m not impressed you ain’t f-ckin’ with me
you ain’t that good. you ain’t that good
you not that smart so don’t try to play dumb
keep playin’ your part and the day gon come
they’ll see i’m really good. they’ll see i’m really that good

[verse 1]
this is my territory and like a dog i’ma mark it
p-ss on your fairy tail and carpet i’m growlin’ and barkin’
style is r-t-rded. borderline double x
why not just add a l you felterline. i’m not impressed
so what you got fans
that don’t mean gotta chance against me so don’t tempt me
i’ma bentley you impala at best
i been raw from the get go and you f-ckers are lame
deaf and dumb to fact my harmonies already flame
i’m on fire they like “good god this dudes gotta be playin”
want me to move on but i’m not at the top of my game
not many arrive or can rival this style or contain
hop to the hip sodom gammorah this side of the rain
i’m destroyin’ ya boy. i ain’t toyin’ no more
put the d-ld- away i’m still f-ckin’ you sideways
dry and you sore. that’s aight mane
gotta get this off my chest
i’m outta sight and you’re just blind

[verse 2]
waka flaka you’re like a vaccuum, you suck
gucci mane belong in a bathroom and he bout to get flushed
50 cent ain’t worth 2 pennies let alone half a dollar
my flow is about to drown jeezy and shower thou with lava
“oh, he just dissin’ cause he wants to be them”
you f-ckin’ serious, why would i wanna be bi-curious men?
i’m tired of hearin’ this trend. leavin’ me furious when
it’s hard to cheer and not to jeer when i got no fear i’m a gentleman
you think you wrist is shinin’
look at my f-ckin’ eyes gleamin’ and shimmerin’
so much brighter than you f-ckin’ guys
you stuck in surprise. what the f-ck you expect?
i been listenin’ waitin’ for you to realize
that you can’t buy sk!lls with crack money
crash dummy’s who lack backbone and act funny
put you on blast and whoop some -ss
i’m the last one that you’d expect
to show up and show you i’m the best

[verse 3]
maybe i’m not good. could be i’m not great
but i’ma tower when i’m babbling. grabbin’ a stage
ravenous habit has made this marvelous garbage escape
rap until compatible with a sharpening darkening blade
you don’t wanna hear that i’m better than you and ahead of majority
somebody get him off of the pedestal and away from compet-tors
we ain’t ready for medal winners enough with the evidence
get the f-ckin’ adrenaline far away from the gentleman
we don’t want it the veterans never want it to settle in
but i’m comin’ to settle it with a song and aceltyn
drum beat peddlin’ g-ssin’ get it in
man f-ck this sh-t. i’m done this time
most yall can’t bust this quick. suicide i cut in line
“what you talkin’ bout willis? your raps are golden”
b-tch my raps are platinum, but i’m comin’ up short like gary coleman
can’t see an opponent. all i see is f-cktards
r-t-rded f-cks who want some bucks and think their stuffs har
i like some tech and some luda, eminem and 3 grand
atmosphere and t-pain and wayne the writer of blueprint 3 plans
big boi and cee-lo. dz, kanye, and busta rhymes
and if you ain’t heard of hopsin and swizzz then get, b-tch with the times
and last but not least i’m quick and i’m sick with the rhymes
and jacob ain’t even hit his prime

- jacob price

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