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letra de 98.5 freestyle - jag gatz

[verse 1]
this the flow that got the block hot, it’s nonstop
all this smoke i could hot box a whole drop top
chop chop, how i need my cut of the top guap
every verse i spit it like 2 seconds on the shot clock
pop pop, you tryna heat check this the hotspot
off top, tap dance on the beat like it’s hopscotch
knock knock, let me in, the game ain’t been fine since
september of 9-6, rip hip hop god
but after they shot pac, his spirit stayed up in the city
4 years later it found it’s way into this itty bitty
brown baby it’s crazy how perfectly it fit me
cuz 18 years on i still got that sh-t with me
and it’s stronger than ever, hoe i could conquer whatever
when i’m choosing pockets man i know the longer the better
got my arms in a sweater, tie the bandana round the front
i go bananas when i want, country grammer just to stunt
word to nelly, the f-ck can you really tell me
i weave through the traffic jam to hit the jelly
they been tryna test me get thug life across the belly
that’s all i need to do to prove you lost already
man i been nasty, y’all been trashy, y’all keep all that f-ck sh-t
i been flashy, i been splashing, i wrote it it must hit
y’all can’t catch me, i stay crashing, tell all opps to duck quick
i stay lashing i’m stuck with, you stay bashing then suck d-ck
be real you wrote me off before you hit play
to my dismay, off rip you tryna diss me
going this way, you ain’t even let me display
switch blade to yo rib cage, yo ain’t gon get saved
cuz you b-tch made, boy i’m used to odds stacked
better fall back, you don’t want the static all facts
what i call that, putting ya bets on the unexpected
the outcome when it’s said done i’ll be the one respected
guess if they really knew me then they’d really feel me
bout time i really start showing off the real me
cuz really, so many sides to the boy you never met
you don’t ever truly know what jag you finna get
cuz when i’m in my zone i bust the lock on the cage
i let off all the rage, boy i gotta engage
when i’m writing it’s lightning go off on the page
and i’m fighting the biting till i pop on a stage
this beat way overused, but i gotta pay my dues
to the legends in the present i take cl-ssics and i fuse
with the illest of the new, i stay on my p’s and q’s
if it’s music i won’t lose, and only time i tie are shoes
i’m way too underrated under appreciated
such an underdog i can’t f-cking under state it
under estimated, but soon you’ll understand
all hits hits hits, you pitching underhand
had to come up get that good camera good mic
good angles good light, good people good vibe
hopefully i could build this into good hype
show em how me and my fellas truly be the good type
i could do this every week for 3 hours
i devour all that you got sweet sour
i need power, i’m going off but getting charged up
you so sure you iller, better go and get them bars up
if this lyrical sh-t don’t work after a fair try
i already planned out the fake straps and hair dye
i swear i, gotta make sure my bases covered
my plan b is getting tats till my face is covered
ain’t the best at hooping, fam i was putting bricks up
at least now, i got my flow moving like its bricked up
tryna get my chips up, them fritos doritos
the cheetos, i stay moving solid i can’t slip up
i got em like sh-t, oh he rapping rapping
yeah b-tch, i be rapping rapping
in dramatic fashion i could back to back em
but my mouth stay shut when 12 ask what happen
point blank period, don’t ask me no questions
if it ain’t my profession, stay outta my mentions
imma share what i feel like, ain’t taking suggestions
how to move in silence i’m here giving out lessons like
what you know bout me, not a motherf-cking thing
need to know bout me, i’m a motherf-cking king
need a motherf-cking ring, cuz i’m married to the game
and her ex man gon have 6 carry him away
if you ain’t heard of me yet believe me you will
i know the boy young but already my sh-t too real
only time i’m acting my age is when i’m in the matrix
drugged out faded off the red and the blue pill
oochie wally wally, oochie bang bang
xan perc molly molly, gucci gang gang
you a shoddy shotty, d-mn the game changed
catch a body body, when this thang sang
who saying they mc’s, go and tell me who spit
compare this to they best and you decide who lit
f-ck is we doing, come let’s get to it
this sh-t only a crazy dream til i do it

[verse 2]
why they so mad that i’m rapping bruh
why n0body wanna see my happy bruh
i just think hurt this sh-t really might work
so when it do don’t ever try to at me bruh
y’all tripping thinking i need you
they talking all that sh-t but i see through
i might be acting brand new when i greet you
put my hand out like d-mn it’s nice to meet you
still the same boy, my thoughts just a lot louder
my only true mission is to make some sh-t i’m proud of
most these people flip more than a money counter
so do you not like the songs or who they coming outta
i don’t even know why i say sh-t
no point in twisting and turning, there’s no escaping
no matter how fire, they’ll deny my greatness
i could rap like god in the flesh and still be hated
but stressing over it, my energy’d be wasted
sooner than later y’all just gon have to face it
imma be the hottest one to make it outta vegas
city on my shoulders like a jersey from the raiders
or the golden knights, it get cold at night
so when i need the heat i just hold the mic, and hold it tight
motherf-cker i’m the poltergeist, you want war i’m the soldier type
stay away from the cobra mice, that’s the snakes and rats
only speak the truth, i just state the facts, so brace impact
ain’t scared of them fake attacks
send ya mans he won’t make it back with face intact, boy

- jag gatz

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