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letra de what up? - jmc x scarred fa-lyfe

[verse: jmc]
(i’d) rap about my city but there isn’t really much here the
party kids be poppin’ sh-t and drinkin’ nothin but beer the
drug dealers whipping bimmers, black tar that top tier
rappers dyin’ day to day like kids jumping off the pier

i said lemme slide for a feature, he said say less
peeped the album, didn’t like it homie – say less
i’m in battle rapper mode so gon an getcha pole
only way you put me down is if i end up lowered in the hole (woah)

rapper talkin’ they don’t like the walkin’
pullin’ on ya leash
quit ya barkin’ keep on sippin’ on ya f-ckin maple leaf
rhymes so simple i predicted b-tch – it’s make belief
didn’t think i could spit? g, i got crooked t–th

f-ck you mean, you coffee bean
grounded up and split between
20 people, that’s a loud pack, if you askin’ me
easy to see you gettin’ bodied by the kid with them stretch marks
if i don’t work with you it’s cuz ya sh-t sound like some wet farts

[chorus: jmc]
welcome to my city… what uuuuup
i don’t know you and you don’t know me but
welcome to my city… what uuuuup
what uuuuuup
welcome to my city… what uuuuup
i don’t know you and you don’t know me but
welcome to my city… what uuuuup
what uuuuuup

[verse: scarred fa-lyfe]
couple yellow skittles
feeling like my soul has lifted
had to quit that sh-t
don’t know who to talk too
losing my mental

kitchen table
dutch in my hand
wit a pad n pencil
cannot waste no more time
wasted enough i cannot get back
lately, i
won’t conversate about how i’m feeling
self conflicted at the thought
words are painting these pictures
sipping a little more then usual
cup is polluted
grew up off looney tunes
to viewing b-tches getting naked now
crazy what this money does
i gotta get up n get outta here
pushin positivity but cannot name a soul i fear, y’all don’t even realize
you can train yourself by what you hear
me, i found my answer it was within it took many years, i’ma always rep my city now i gotta switch my gears. get up n get outta here, entering the battlefield, lyrically i’m vladimir, count dracula off actibus, every songs a masterpiece n this sh-t we done mastered it
[chorus: jmc]
welcome to my city… what uuuuup
i don’t know you and you don’t know me but
welcome to my city… what uuuuup
what uuuuuup

welcome to my city… what uuuuup
i don’t know you and you don’t know me but
welcome to my city… what uuuuup
what uuuuuup

(thank you jmc music, my f-ckin guy)

- jmc x scarred fa lyfe

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