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letra de toronto skyline - kjunior905

[chorus]
imma throw this one up
tonight for the toronto skyline

[verse 1]
when i hop on beat, i burn up like heat
i’m married to rap, together we sleep
we have many kids, their names are my tracks
i sleep in that sh-t, rap is my b-tch
imagine, if i pick up the pen at night, the heights i can reach
i’m a f-cking rap freak, and just bought a jeep
i ride every beat and beat b-tches up
these -ssholes think it’s funny
i’m working to achieve what they can’t even dream
they can sleep on me;
they’re going to get pushed over a cliff
they can watch me drift on this course
cause i’m fast for them as horse
and i just follow through with sh-t of my choice
i’ll land on them like a f-cking asteroid
i feel like an android giving them black berries
i’m creating verses from apple
they don’t want me to be successful
flip a coin, can’t sleep on this joint, it’s on point
been working on this mix tape
drop those drapes and close those gates
cause tonight’s the date that

[chorus]
imma throw this one up
tonight for the toronto skyline

[verse 2]
what’s the point of spitting slow?
when i speed it up a little they say no!
it’s not like you’re going to feel it more
i’m getting bored; i’m getting straight with the lord
cleaning up my sins for the wins
call me a f-cker, when i pucker up them hoes for this sh-t goes
all he does all day is flows, then they say his verse blows
i’m weirder than you could imagine
i do this for every record i could be breaking
that i’m not even close to making
i drive myself insane with these rhymes
i got a headache and i got to take it
with this beat that i could be beating
this sh-t is heating, up with fire and i’m not a liar
i’m going to be who you ain’t
only thing in your heart for me is hate?
keep it going, that’s the only thing that motivates
me to be a better emcee and stab you all lyrically
and destroy you mentally and disable you all physically

[chorus]
imma throw this one up
tonight for the toronto skyline

[verse 3]
i’m waiting for my day because every dog has his day
to sell out a show cause no one knows about tomorrow
i’m constantly on that till a mill is what i make back
driving a lambo, bentley or maybach
that’s what they said but not what’s planned in my head
she thinks i’m cute cause i execute
i send these rappers for camp, lace up your boots
shut the f-ck up b-tch; i’m the one to choose
my mind on the loose, don’t get sh-t confuse
but, let me tell you i focus on what i do
and i don’t give a f-ck about no one
because no one gave a f-ck about me
and this is not a complain
my rap flies, it’s not even a plane
i rip verses out my veins
music is the state of mind of mine
it feels so fine, i don’t need to get high
i’m like the lights from the skyline
i got it flashing in your mind
i hit the stage and i feel like a monster
i think it’s a concert

- kjunior905

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