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letra de immortality (one take) - lila (gc)

[verse 1: lila]
it’s lila, african australian
people think i’m alien
my plays a gradient
my beats radiant
here to stir the pot
or even toke pot
in ma smoke spot
hit the ciggy shop
csgo, do a bunny hop
take your shot
won’t do squat
burger with the lot
shoot you in your blindspot
you a crackpot, i’m a dreadnaught
makin racks, i just hit the jackpot
count it up, makin stacks
me? i just chill in the bongshack
you look like you smoke crack
your track is wack, it’s slack
no plaque, time to attack

(woah)

[verse 2: lila]
f-ck mumble rap
all you haters on the gram
leavin comments
‘this is goth cr-p’
all the same sh-t like spam
f-ck it i’m goin ham
on the g-link tram
it takes one word, shazam
get with the program
dodgin shots, call me neo
woah
got that special sauce
you need a rap course
ill grab ya by ya head, slam
leave when ya bleedin red, wham
then let fate, run its course
call the plug, he’s the source
of the good kush, gets us romped
even if its from the bush
turns ya legs, to mush

(yo woah)

[verse 3: lila]
420 engraved in my brain
travel to the bahamas
want that capital gain
call me nostradamus
my futures insane
words dont harm us
you should abstaine
to allieviate pain
you no mate, more a drain
woah
scythe like kayn

[verse 4: lila]
f-ck the popo you already know hoe
the best trio fo sho
steady flow, row tha boat
ready set go, woah
burnin bushes
stayin low
pill pushin
makin dough
back a year ago
no one wanted to know
cos i was fat
it was lame
now i’m flaunting
my sk!lls
got a hot dame
and i’m ready
to ride the rap
game
lyrics ever changing
flow rearranging
tone ranging
(woah)
ain’t no bad guy
but i got a bad side
im too busy spittin flames
if i said we were friends
i lied
so ill be splitten lames

[hook: lila]
we are not the same woah
all i need is tame woah
i am the kid with a flame woah
if i dont blow itd be a shame woah
stuck playin this stupid game woah
surprised i’ve not gone insane woah

[verse 5: lila]
i’m sick of the state of the game
who am i gonna roast
kid actors all grabbing at fame
no respect for the goats
they have no right to gloat
watch as they barely stay aflout (woah)
here to set my name in stone
with the help of melbzz n goat
couldn’t do this sh-t alone
our bars you should quote
the 7 sins, we can’t atone
listen time to take a note
i’m gonna sit on the throne
no bullsh-t i promote
till then, rap sk!lls i hone
all my time i devote

[verse 6: lila]
trynna put that real sh-t
back on the map again
keep rackin up the kits
make more raps again
my own way, gettin lit
so i put my own pen to the pad
and write sick rhymes till im rad
won’t just be another fad (woah)

[verse 7: lila]
i’m rappin till my lungs deflate
no lackin while i’m runnin the game
mumble rappers
just the topic makes me hate
all the mumble sh-t gettin that fame
wouldn’t it just be f-cken great
if all the lyrictists took aim
before it’s too way too late
and all the rap game, is down the drain

[verse 8: lila]
all the greats, in they graves
left suffering in pain
pac, biggy, eazy
they’ve all seen better days
the rap game has nothin to gain
from givin mumble rappers plays
wish they would stay in their lane
f-ck it, i’m gonna just blaze my days
away
(woah)

- lila gc

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