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letra de 5am in vegas - jag gatz

verse:
i see you eyeing me but i ain’t sweating
cuz in my head i’m never letting you get in
i’m just getting started and i hope you not forgetting
gatz can you leave you threatened without pulling out the weapon
going and trail blazing like i’m from portland
just to bite my dust y’all gon pay a fortune
i always been local only the whip’s is foreign
but i’m still dreaming of being a freeman like morgan
there he go again ripping up the fast lane
i got og’s going backwards like the beginning of my last name
it gets on my nerves whenever they tryna flex on me
in the big picture i’m strokes of g*nius y’all just flecks homie
who’s next homie, i’m about to diminish em
rappers is swedish so i’m russian to finnish em
it’s game time and they scrimmaging, i got you in the clutch
my way or the highway, you oughtta clutch on to the clutch
i’m untouched, like the skip b-tton when my tape playing
every track i’m going off i never stop i stay spraying
i ain’t playing i stay slaying so now they praying
that my time in this game is short and i ain’t staying
but i need to let em know that imma be here a minute
i been grinding my hardest to put everything that i got in it
this is years in the making of pushing me to the limit
seen that the game needed a savior well i been it
every single line that i pen must be a quotable
while these other rappers got whole albums that disposable
listen close enough you’ll find all that i rhyme is notable
they can’t stop me taking the throne it’s non-negotiable
everything i say potent, for greatness i’m the proponent
i polish every component, destroying every opponent
this is my atonement, for all that i had to go through
too many saying they know me, i don’t even know you
back to the topic, i could murder you with my old bars
ain’t n0body ever got a iller pack of four bars
mine are straight money, each one of em a gold bar
and each one hits like a head strike with a crowbar
i’m just tryna go from backyard to the major leagues
tryna hold me back will only put you in danger please
stay in yo lane and just listen and i’ll change your piece
i’m flat out too sharp, that’s how i give major keys
i got god in me so i put the fear of god in you
talking h-lla mess don’t know what the f-ck has got in you
don’t make me put you in your place and sit yo -ss down
cuz i’m the server, i’ll hit an ace, and i won’t crash now
if before me you go on, keep in mind i’m finna go off
cuz i’m tryna go up, so it might just have to go down
your life gon go left, so i advise you prepare and go right
i get a mic a go in, and that’s the way you gon go out
you know how dope that was, gimme my f-cking recognition
i really do this, i constantly do verbal demolition
a true mc’s mc, i’m the perfect definition
and this track is just taste, a sk!ll exposition
a lil exhibition, but i got much more in store
i got the slappers the bangers the ones for rapport
the ones for the war, and the ones for the vibe heat
sh-t basically everything a jag gatz type beat
but there ain’t nothing better than f-cking snapping
wack artists i’m lapping if they pressing i’m clapping
it’s like i’m straight slapping everybody who napping
on the boy but i change that when i get to rapping
yeah boy i’m still going, had to be -ssured you understood
that this no f-cking joke, i just wish somebody would
you can hate all you want, just remember that you did
don’t say i ain’t warn you there something real with the kid

- jag gatz

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