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letra de introduction - kid caprio

(verse 1)
b-tch im back
you can react
it”s introduction
twisting packs
and if you lacking
you get smacked with the percussion
i been laughing
half–ssing my f-cking raps
and now im blushing
went from spazzing
to p-ssing you f-cking f-gs on robutussin
i go g.o.m.d. at the vm-ma’s
you not as bold as me
that’s why i keep my feet on the stage
i got coldest seat
you notice these
adidas for days
you can just go to sleep
or pour a drink
or feed us some lays
homie
make yourself useful
cause your rap sh-t sucks
brutal but crucial
getting l1cked
just like a catholic’s nuts
son of michael vick
“so your saying dad kick pups?”
we not gonna mention that
name a runningback this clutch
yuh
i could throw it like tom brady
b-tch i’ve gone shady
i talked to kd
come on trade me
what i’m on lately
this song maybe
could bomb haiti
since my mom made me
think y’all gave me the wrong rating
like lebron 80?
like i been saying man
f-ck 2k
it’s hard to hate a fan
who’s saying
“d-mn i love what you made”
afraid to say your plans
shaking hands
stuck to my wave
homie you whack as f-ck and love it
we not cut the from the same
somethings up with your brain
but i’ll diagnose if i have to
only f-ck with those below you
just to boast to your rap crew
exposing you like some bad food
that’s just what grads do
you must really have it mastered
counting claps in the cl-ssroom
ain’t rhyming for sh-t
your rhythms got up and left you
the sh-t that you f-cking spits
like stevie wonder went deaf too
quit as soon as refs blew
look how y’all heads grew
maybe you’ll be the best
when you move on to your next school

(verse 2)
its over with
i got mo hits than jeter
and my oldest sh-ts
colder than most of it
hold the meter
hold the script b-tch
you flowed for a minute
now bros a leader
making poems about the same old b-tch
but he dont need her
imma steal your thunder
i’m the off brand
rap justin bieber
got a gap in my t–th
my back is weak
and in fact im eager
maybe go racist
where my place is
my uncle skeeter
say i slept with my cousin
but lets face it you’re ain’t cheater
sh-t that’s low hanging fruit
why don’t you diss me bout my past
all the schools that i moved all the dudes that have kicked my -ss
say you making them moves but you yet to prove it raps
you featured on a song somehow you manage to ruin trash so
grabbing my l-sso
you’ll collapse with a gl-ss flow
get it i’m past dope
fitted and every stats pro
i’m k!lling your -ss slow
you should respond with facts bro
and let every d-ck know not to start sh-t with an -ssh0l-

“requiescat in pace”

- kid caprio

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