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letra de hypebeasts - joshua morata

[intro]
yeah, yuh, yuh, yuh
okay, okay, okay, okay
here we go, i’m goin’ in mothaf-ckas
let’s do this sh-t, yah

[verse]
i’m the motherf-cking king, b-tch. don’t forget it
imma k!ll you and your clique, f-ck yeah i said it
i’ve had it up to here with these p-ssy motherf-ckers
talkin’ like they on some deep sh-t. they gon’ get the message
tonight we overthrow the king of f-ckboys
we on another level, b-tch, call us zzzʎoqɟlɐh
we a god-teir crew. taking shots like -pew-
now you might be thinkin’ “who the f-ck is this dude?”

[bridge]
keep talkin’ little p-ssy
bet your b-tch crew got the same
itty-bit of swag as a man with the accent
yeah i’m talkin’ like i’m ludicrous
but i’m aiming for the hate, sh-t’s glorious
sh-t talkin’ while behind the screen
go a little mean, but i say what i say;
i don’t come around to play
if you wanna shoot back at morata, step in line, b-tch
don’t you think you’re the only one b-tch

[verse 2]
rap a little ditty with some hard sh-t
sip a little liquor now we on this
f-ck a couple baddies, got your ex too
when i finish imma c-m on her tattoos
run your mouth, f-ckboi, show some att-tude
i ain’t a hypebeast, but i’ll die if you do
i don’t give a f-ck if i ain’t famous
i only wanna eat the p-ssy raw, nameless
i don’t wanna label any of my targets;
sh-t’s wack so i keep this b-tch locked in
trend-setting d-ck-riding motherf-ckers like you
don’t deserve the credit where’s it’s really due
got a little ego and it’s showing
it’s written on your face, don’t blow it
you got a couple punk b-tches and they’re supporting
i’m spittin’ fire on this b-tch, call me george foreman

[bridge 2]
they only wanna see ya boi fail when reality
i’ve been failing since day one
it’s only a matter of time ’til they find me and they put me in the mental ward where i belong
i just wanna make the money rain on these b-tches but these b-tches rain on my parade and it’s no fun
i said it once and i’ll say it again, i ain’t a hypebeast, i’m a trash-talking minigun, yuh
i’m a trash-talking minigun
i’m a trash-talking minigun
look

[verse 3]
verbally going for low blows
run to your mama but she knows
they raised a little tw-t like you
when i’m done with this you’ll become old news
drinkin’ heavy while f-ckin’ in the backseat
you’ve heard of me and my sh-t but don’t know me
i’m a quiet little c-nt, always huntin’ for the c-nt
got ’em sitting on my face, sh-t’s tasty
f-ck the cool kids, man, they don’t really know
they just saying that they’re down but they never show
they be slobbin’ on my kn-b when i come out with a song
that’s more lit than a house fire in hong kong
i’m sick of being shot down for the same dreams
that even b-tch f-ckers like you are aiming for or so it seems
let’s paint a pretty picture
see me goin’ wild on stage yelling “f-ck hypebeasts”

[outro]
yeah, f-ck you

- joshua morata

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