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letra de monster's ball - likwuid

monster’s ball lyrics
[verse]
i raise the bar
b-tch press the b-tch press
so you lightweights don’t impress
all i wanted was my respect
man, i got now, and i got next
got a heart of gold so it’s rocks sown
that’s why i beat cold (and the beat cold)
[?] somebody older
bismillah, let me hold my composure
they don’t know i put the [?] in a coma
all my personalities are biting for the nova
everybody talking ’til i step in the room
maybe it’s the braces, maybe it’s the booze
they don’t understand how i barely buy food
every dime that i earn is consumed
see i’m addictеd
what’s my addiction?
beats and my diction
it’s my prescription and my conviction
the rеason why the homies got friction
you wanna be me? fine, take this affliction
folks i came up with got in particular
‘cause i’m hot like the temperature
they don’t wanna see the grind, all they want is the shine
but before i live a lie, i’ll be euthanized
yeah, i see the sub-tweets
won’t say it to a wolf ‘cause they bad sheep, so banshee
they don’t want peace, they just want a piece
‘cause i ain’t beef with ‘em, i just said peace
said i broke his heart, that’s a lie that he told
‘cause his d-ck wasn’t broke when he smashed that hoe
[?]
couldn’t [?] with a riddle
let’s keep it simple, small time sucker
no common sense but seeing i used to love her
sub par
mediocre fifteen and a half bar cornball
bandwagon like a box-car
and you’re looking like got your head swole up
all that makeup looking like the joker
see i don’t tracks, but the crew ran a train so she mastered that
[?] busta bus my flows
on some hoe ass dudes getting hyped by hoes
born in the ‘80s, the ‘90s raised me
no fugazzi, the chick amazing
laugh so much in god i trust
we grew up on [?] and notorious (baby, baby)
and since the hate don’t stop
while we meet at the bottom and a sucker on top
same ones hollerin’ ‘bout “don’t book l” be the same ones blowing up my cell
can’t throw a party ‘cause the haters phone call
guess i dance with the devil like in monster’s ball
i will not lose
got me confused
been at it ten years, still paying my dues
first they hail you and then they nail you
chain you and bail you only to fail you
and nah, i ain’t vexed, upset or irate
truth and religion with the lie as a primate
since you punks didn’t finish now you ‘bout to feel the wrath of a menace
n-gga, i hit ‘em up

- likwuid

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