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letra de up freestyle part two - kharii

i’m spitting the heat, attacking tracks
just listen to me, don’t battle back
i’m eating the beat, like apple jacks
i’m teeny and beast like acrobats
ooh, i’m gonna stack the racks
i’m taking the bread i’m attracting that
i’m baking the depths in the cadillac
i’m breaking the record
like fragile glass

i’m back in the wrap
i’m packing the lines
my passion the back of the track
and the rhyme
can’t adapt to the way
i can’t slack and decline
i’m surprassing the trash
in the path i designed
tapped in devine
i’ma master the mind
put the racks in the back
then get back to the grind
got the magic in rhyme
like the cat with a nine
i’ma attackin the track
like antagonist time
attackin the scene but it all be love
i rap for the peace
i’m a godley monk
i’ma bounce on the beat
like its tryna be gone
my rap at it’s peak
gonna cop me some
ooh, this is a kharii run
i’m after da dream
betta hurry son
get back on the beat
i’m ’bout to zombie one
i’m packing the weed
in a frosty blunt

i don’t co-depend
dough she pay for me, yuh
huh, hopping outta bed
no complacency ,yuh
gotta get the bread, like a bakery yeah
i got eminem and dr. dre me in me yeah

i’ma pop in the game hocking the flame
throw logic away, that’s trash
i’m lost in the brain, psychotic insane
i’m strong and there ain’t no cap
been shot in to sp-ce, my saucer escaped
nostalgia creates my craft
them bars that i bring
gonna conquer the game
i promise to take your cash

yeah i’m taking the cash
i take it in dash
i’m here for the paper
i came in for that
i came in the back, i’m taking your bag
i ain’t got a weapon
i ain’t with the rap
taking the bread, ain’t paying it back
i came with the venom
i came with the wrath
they jaded they mad, i’m taking the flack
i’m making the pact, to make it in rap

i’m leading the pack
i’m beating you max
i’m feeding the beast
and exceeding the cap
i’m beefing and mad
not vegan in rap
not keeping to meet
my bees in your wax
so speedy and fast
my weed is the gas
achieving the dream
like i’m deep in the nav
i’m clean with attacks
i’m teaching the class
i’m sweeping the scene
the best female to rap

i’m skipping the ranks
i skip in the rain
i’m spitting this sh-t
just to pick at your brain
let’s pick up the game
let’s hit up loraine
i’m kissing the cl-t
and she’s twitching her legs
i’m hitting the dang
let’s hit up the bank
i’m chipping at chips
and i’m chipping away
i’m sick in the brain
i’m wicked insane
i spit and commit
i’m that chick in the game

oh yeah yeah
i’ve been shifting the ‘rari
when i listen to ‘cari
i’ve been sipping bacardi
while i’m tripping on molly
i’ve been hittin’ the partly
for your b-tches and naughty
they’ve been dripping all on me

yeah i’m leading the game
i’m queen and the king
y’all seeking fame you’re whack
hitting me with the shade
’cause you’re weak and ashamed
and you needed an escape so bad
i’m dreaming the things i seem to attain
i’m beating the game like that
i’m feeding the brain
that green with the sage
that weed that i baked so gas

yeah paving the path, lining the clues
taking their rags, buying the jewels
breaking the track, lighting the booth
making the bag, finding the food, ooh
i am not lion or rude
baby you know i’m supplying the truth
i can assume that i am in tune
because i am the one
to enlighten the mood

i’m top notch you a knock off
heart got shot, gotta mop up
cross my heart, gonna squash all odds
i gonna cop my guap like a baller
heart got frost like the pot does
pop off first and they’re all on par
my thoughts are locked on a potluck
this isn’t random, this isn’t random
flipping the script
i’ve been sitting and planning
looking at misses like it’s an advantage
switching the standards
whipping maclaren’s building a vision
and it’s in a mansion
she looks like a flarin’
and looks like a karen
jimmy’s in prison and trippin ‘n sailing
dipped and abandoned, quit as a parent
this is the kid that he isn’t declaring

yeah, yeah set me up for failure
but i flip it like a coin
in california cities
my head spinning on a joint
you said you got a girl
and i said b-tch that is the point
you can tell that b-tch to join yeah

yeah hustle ahead
i dealt with the bread
i suffered enough, i cut and i bled
i coffin the fam
i’m dustin’ them in
disgusted enough
i’m chockin a phlegm
i come for the benz, i start in a benz
my love is enough, my love is a gem
i hunt for the xan, i jump in a sinker
up and above her, up and again

- kharii

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