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letra de satire flow - jari$

[verse]
all i ever did was be the realest i could be
no lies up in these lines, the difference wit you and me
always gave my all and never just fell back
and i never folded, they never would tell that
man you n-ggas never fightin’ you really just held back
i seen yo name up on them papers, you really ain’t tell that
please tell me what you ’bout
told you i’d make it out
but you still be runnin’ your mouth
till issa gun up in your mouth
tell that n-gga smile ‘fore i blast it
tell that n-gga that the trunk gon be his casket
tell that n-gga he a b-tch just like his dad is
you could’ve prevented this, but kept rappin’
about the sh-t that you on
and well, that’s the problem they all just be some fakers
really some hard-headed, emotional instigators
i’m ruthless on how i tell it but know that i really do this
you was f-ckin’ with a fake and now you f-ckin’ with the truest
got no common sense
walk in the room tense
gotchu playin’ the defense
all because you wanted to vent
how n0body really f-cks witchu
you was screaming gang gang now you sayin’ you got trust issues
not lettin no rag hang, no gang up on my chain
ion’t even got a chain, freed myself up out the pain
i rap about getting better, and sh-t be for what it is
you rap about grippin’ the metal and the gangs you not with
and, well – i ain’t with that sh-t, b-tch
for real, oh you ain’t get that sh-t?
you out ya mind widit
outside, i’m all the time widit
movin’ m-th-f-cka, you want it then come and slide widit
bet you won’t, and they told me to bring it home
out the cut and you know the f-ck i be on
i could turn into a, certified block bender
dope spitter, and i’m getting like way better
man it’s no effort, in bringing the game back
my music be real as f-ck with my heart remain in the track
this is, called greatness so grab a seat and see
the team that i planned with seen everything it would pan to be
went thru everything i did to turn into this man i’d be
i’m everything you coulda dreamed turned to reality
no contracts or splits unless we talkin’ bout production
this whole industry a lie and my middle finger says f-ck em

- jari

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