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letra de real hip hop - jay r bestbyfar

[hook 1: l’s]
real n-gga i dont need no hugs or daps
all i need are these pound signs and struggle raps
a couple fans and a crew thats got my back, and
a dj or two that say they gon spin my track
dj or two that say they gon spin my track
dj or two that say they gon spin my track
a couple fans and a crew thats got my back, and
a dj or two that say they gon spin my track

[verse 1: jay r bestbyfar]

fallen angels with clipped wings shooting
down my dreams hoping i never make it to
hotels suite as cream lord please
forgive me for my vices im never ok
with second joe why you biden pockets
money hungry on a strict diet from
a city where n-ggas only appliance
is a stove on they waist souls wasted
like a whino on the pavement they
say stop the violence when they just contain it
my soul rich and my heart is made of gold, no amount
of currency could make me sell my soul i am legend
on this map quest leaving land marks on the game naw
i ain’t p-ssed im just h-lla stressed like this denim im
not true to religion cuz i seen to many parish in parishes
and to 5 0 1 n-gga dead is a blessing, question, why we outkast in our gene
pool hip hop’s savior you should put me on a pedestal
now watch this black boy fly i got my jays laced
ask whitney we the only dope allowed in her face
kindle a flame let yo brain levitate this is higher learning
in sermons im moses parting waves

[verse 2: l’s]

definition of some dreamers
ls not far fetched that im a schemer
tryna come up not the hardest in this city
but its harder when you tryna keep it clean not gritty
working 9 – 5s just to buy supplies for this rap sh-t
beats studio time a couple pens and pad sh-t
tryna get yo flow together why you work the floor
dreams of bigger venues no more open mics show
getting dough for that flow that you just rocked the crowd with
hands waving side to side im grinning feeling childish
sound of my alarm still keeps a fly kid grounded
the bright lights golot me blinded
it’s a reminder to not get to big for my britches
and if i fall in love pick a queen not these b-tches
and now they say im an emcee on a mission
can’t wait for the day i see things that i pictured

[hook 2: l’s]

real n-gga i dont need no hugs or daps
all i need are these pound signs and struggle raps
a couple fans and a crew thats got my back, and
a dj or two that say they gon spin my track
dj or two that say they gon spin my track
dj or two that say they gon spin my track
a couple fans and a crew thats got my back, and
a dj or two that say they gon spin my track

[verse 3: carrera kool]

first off gotta shout out to the lord and my granny
cuz they the only ones that understand me
moving right along bruce lee playing ping pong
with nunchucks will catch my attention but for you dumb f-cks
dancing round with shirts off guns out blunts lit all
because you think its kool boy thats some dumb sh-t
a whole lot of nothing multiplied by some stuntin
will equal a bunch of fronting on how you gon get something
as i paralyze the hooks and slit the throat of verses
cattle prod the beats while producers will drive the he-rs-s
i just wanna be useful and not viewed is worthless
make sure my fam ain’t gotta struggle while making a purchase
grew up with a half mom and no dad
living in the chi you gotta grow yo on gonads
so i learnt the ropes perhaps stay away from snakes and rats
cuz they always bring pigs hit harder than lance briggs
so next time you selling arm and hammer while being armed with hammer
you know how not to get up in the slammer
you’ll never double cross us like the legs on a indian
so switch it up like aunt vivian

[outro:ross augusta]

freestyle scatting

- jay r bestbyfar

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