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letra de ibnmyhed - koshir

[intro]
man… i wish i could tell you everything that’s happened in the last couple years, but 2 minutes just ain’t enough. so i’ma hit you with some – some of that old koshir sh-t. hehehehe… f-ck with me one time! you be the judge: has a n-gga changed?

[verse]
i make a rapper wanna try to read a book
bout how to rap for dummies, got em shook
they imitate my sound and my look
yo, i wish they’d hang it up like they was brooks
why these b-tches look at me like i’m a bingo
when they never cl!ckеd my pic on christian mingle?
y’all ain’t sl!ck, that’s why you always will be single
i’ll bеat em up before i make your p-ssy tingle
this got you with your feet up, nodding back and forth
thinking i am the meanest, well, that’s facts you thought
six feet deep, bot i leave these weenies claiming that they hard
i got that heat that’ll leave em questioning all that they are
when i’m in the building, better pay attention, only gonna say it once
started with a pencil, now i got a ginsu, how would you respond?
better get a tissue, gonna be an issue after you get cut
no one would avenge you, now you vengeful, like n-gga, what the f-ck?
boy i’m standing on everything that i say
believe me, i ain’t had no love for anything but me
cut the valentine’s day square out the calendar like “f-ck a b-tch”
these selfish hoes is always in the way
instagram imagery got me feeling so icky and itchy
it’s such an interesting entity that promise infamy
infants are instantly pushed into inconsistency
cuz they parents are posting they picture to public for sympathy
like, what you know about it? that arctic flow, i’m bout it
shout to my cousin for the introduction to the cold encounters
put down the snow for power, now i control my hours
my forecast: rainy money, that’s what i call a golden shower
they say, “yo my n-gga, what you in for?”
i say, “look me up on pacer, it’s known
that i went to collect a debt over heroin
and the feds hit me heavily, they was dead wrong!”
murder murder murder but i ain’t drinking on no red rum
rather be coherent when i’m busting through your eardrums
always been the type to beat a dead horse and then some
like the episode of sopranos when ralphie got his fair ones
i built my flow up from floor up to set and hold up
you know i can raise a roof like c4 and i’m bout to blow up
but what i need is some soldiers so now it’s the time to mobilize
search your people up on the link and tell em that koshir live!

- koshir

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