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letra de doc marty - jordan dennis

[intro]
it’s duan in the building bruh
my d-ck’s bigger than yours

[jordan dennis]
uh, look, look

see anybody who is anybody
knows i couldn’t care ’bout a phantom
and if you ain’t homie you know you don’t know me
so why you approaching for handouts?
i ain’t trappin’ out the bando
bet i made a couple bands though
why you spend it on a bag if gucci and louis ain’t paying your rent? (no)
how you gon’ work with the kid when he merc everything that he flirts with
worse it’s a curse, but he blessed from the birth
every verse is a he-rs- took ’em all to the church for the worship
i got no swag, no swag (ooh)
no tags, no tags (ooh)
it’s just facts, no brag (uh)
white coat, no lab

i been in the kitchen cookin’ up the product, uh
we don’t take no ‘l’s, hakuna matata
i’m explorin’ in deloreans, my future brighter
crack the beat and then i dip, how they do salada (crack)
quick floss, big boss, like i’m hanayama, lift-off
rollerama, quick cross, onomata sounds like drip drop
quick rip, skrrt slip misfits, pish posh
we the sorta kinda type of kids who on ten
with the pen and the pad for the devil within
see the bigger picture like a panorama

ay yo, denzel, come hit this

[denzel m]
undisputed, computed, predict the future, i choose it
like the professor i’m hooping for your amus-m-nt, uh
i’m a looney like tune in and viewing what i been doing
i’m bugging, shoot for the moon and this sh-t is stupid, bruh

rapping like man is a manic
the magic in that is i act like an addict
erratic, emphatic, the fact is i’m static
but moving like man is a spirit, they calling, i hear it
appear and i’m putting the fear in your ear
appear as a peer but i don’t see you here
can’t be in my lane, you see me and veer
caroline see you lie in a ditch (ditch)

switch up my clothes i keep the kicks (kicks)
hand-me-down clothes don’t even fits (fits)
i skeet the hoes just like a swish (swish)
i’m like the genie, you make a wish
sat in satin while i’m blasting to saturn, the speakers slapping
keep on feasting, i’m having the beat i’m crafting
then i beat it like jackson
my beagles, deagle if you come with that action
nah, nah, nah, nah, i’mma take it back

see that pitter-patter, drip a bitter batter
any little rapper dipping better take the ‘l’
spell summoned, couldn’t tell i expel bars like a cell
get a call, then i k!ll, getting caught then you k!lled
when i feel i evolve get a thrill
i’m a god on the real, i’m a god and i’m real
i could ball like lebron but i’m bored ’cause i k!lled
every coffin was filled, i’m the boss, i’m the top of the tier
fear me, tear gas with a ski mask
couldn’t reach past these facts, see the sheet stacks, woo

[jordan dennis]
we back and the team bad, where the beast at?
mike jackson and three stacks in a ski mask
outcasts throwing quick jabs at a speedbag
wee dab from a teabag, where your green at?
these hacks wouldn’t really meddle when the level incredible, but it’s inevitable
i’mma put the pedal to the metal
man, i been a menace and a legend
never settle ’til they put me on a pedestal, the pinnacle, woo
[denzel m]
i just made a murder scene, i ain’t finished too
i just came to serve the team, playing just to prove
pulled up in deloreans, speeding break the rules
scene us like the forties, yeah we silent making moves

[thatkidmaz]
take you to planets you never think about
i ain’t got money, thirsty, i feel the drought
lend me your change, lend me your change boy
lend me your change, lend me – no, f-ck that

don’t f-ck around with no rough brats, don’t come along here
we the beast from the southeast, no need to fight fair (what?)
i got demons downstairs (huh?), i got devils locked up (real)
i got meteors crashing it feeling like i am just really that gassed up

look, i be just running the game and telling you lames
is never gon’ f-ck with me
this is a mortal campaign, you feeling my pain
i’m doing what’s custom, b
i still be talking the same so nothing will change
you crying for company
hate how these villains are played, your prayers are sane
so never go f-ck with me
no one can really go f-ck with me
owning sh-t like it’s my property, buying it still
feeling like i’ve got the custody
running amok and i’m guessing you loving the thrills
sh-t is always so abrupt to me
learning the way that was taught to me, blinded by bills
i am more than the currency
currently dying for dollars and dotting your field

[outro]
yeah, n-gga i’m really f-cking k!lling you
say, we really out here!

- jordan dennis

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