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letra de slap - kaelar

[intro: kaelar]
god d-mn i can’t study no mo
spit frozen fire, so cold
give you a hug, chokehold
jump you like a pogo
like debaere no show
check my motives, loco
sk!ll got no roof, hobo
chew tabacco like han, get it?

[chorus: kaelar]
i roll the dice, 3 6’s
this is only the beginning
burnin’ the trash from my past and rising from it
call it phoenixin’
from outer sp-ce, yeah i be trippin
bob the builder, i’m rebuilding
this game, it fell down deep didn’t it?
get it back to focus, need ritalin
what i do with the heat, bring it in
nickname thermostat
call this inferno rap
i’m ‘bout to burn a pack
there’s no turning back
let me be thorough fam
if i waste a day, to do nothing instead of studying
imma bе sure i slap
[verse 1: kaelar]
i’m out here lеarning fast
or barely, compare me
say cheese, dairy
you pennydumb, scary

i’m a pothead, harry
turn you to dust, fairy
jezus christ you massive, merry
bet you you can’t hide, terry

try running, take you in your dream
got knives in my hand like i’m wolverine
wasting my time, blame the dopamine
don’t go outside, k!ll you vocally

cook the curry slow, i’m psycho
time to pass back the mic bro
all your bars look like typos
i’m ‘bout to fail my finals

but it’s all fine, all right
imma just be writing all night
ain’t got no idols to look up to
but all my friends are tall guys
tall bro’s, real g’s
no industry, no barcodes, kae-
lar flows, with tng
bars nasty, but no -rs- holes

you should know i always get stoned when i wanna
in the sky, always high, bring the heat, call me lil sauna
is it time? for me to try? well, i didn’t, but i’m gonna
f-ck a book, f-ck my degree, here’s a toast to marihuana

[verse 3: kaelar]
but as compensation, i’m operating
on the next level of my concentration
this no conversation, this a monologue
i wanna talk, but there’s no debating

you can see with little observation
that i’m the best out the population
try to catch my train, but you’ll topple off
try to jog along like a soccer player

ain’t no correlation between you occupating
this game, meanwhile being constipated
i’m dominating with my goggles on
poppin’ off, hall of faming

ain’t cooperating, i ain’t tolerating
moderate followers, exonerating
need a solid favor, please mumble off
with your dumb ass songs, like yo momma made it

- kaelar

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