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letra de good time - luke howdle

yo it’s your boy, um…
i don’t have a rapper name yet…
oh well…

yeah i’ll never make it big i’m here to have a good time
spread a good message with a good flow and good rhymes
a good high? nah, rapping good’s mine but good
god getting good is getting bl–dy recognized!
it’s not about the fame in the rap game it’s all the same
know a name? wow, get them normies out the way!
you know the ones who actually put some effort into what they say?
but woah hey
(woah hey)
i was never here to hate…
i’m here to translate all the bullsh-t politicians say…
jk, that’ll have to wait ’cause right now there’s
other sh-t that’s filling up my plate!
let me demonstrate to you mate, that if you eat my cake:
you will get a punch to the face
and that will set the records straight!
“wait, is that a metaphor?” i hear you thinking..
no, i just want some f-cking cake…

never underestimate
the power that communicates
when you’re talking sh-t
tryna get them to retaliate
wait whose they?
jose! oh, never mind just ‘deedly dee’
to the next set of rhymes
the media’s feeding’ ya lies
you don’t realize
about a fake image that you’re seeing with your eyes
but it doesn’t die
and despite
all its might
see the light
try to see through all the stereotypes tonight
yeah
im just keeping it real
the achilles heel
giving the feels
i’m in my field
never feel like taking a knee
i never kneel
never take the blame for stealing sh-t that i would never steal
cause i’m raw steel
i’ll get the whole world clapping
whole world rapping along to all my cr-p raps
they’re talking bout fat stacks
i’m talking bout flap jacks
talking on my snapchat
they’re baiting out the fat rats
hold up
turn the beat up
take a chill put your feet up
now repeat what
i just said
in your head
m-st-rbating in your bed
thinking about the sh-t they’re teaching you in s-x ed
woah, that got weird-
but that’s what happens when you write the sh-t that’s coming to your head
let’s talk about deep sh-t
what happens when you die?
what happens if you’re deaf for the whole of your life?
what language do you think in?
now that’s got you thinking
what happens if colours not the same for every eye?
like if my reds red but red to you is blue to me
and blue to you is green to me but we still both call it green
or blue
(“dab a dee daba die”)
then alright
not why
cause backwards rap try imma right
you could say that i’m backwards in the way that i write
like i’m high as a kite
but i’m tryna suffice
i’ll fight the good fight
try my best not to lie
when i slip the devils there man he’s keeping an eye
on me like a zombie f-cking staring with a tommy gun
already won, he’s on the hunt he comes and it’s a hit and run
sh-t i’m done
f-ck this sh-tty rap, f-ck the system
sh-t there’s like 20 seconds left, better use em
have ever wondered if we’re in a simulation
the nation is fake
the life we’re living is a game? huh
don’t wanna think about that
just wanna take a break from my usual deep rap
style
give an inch take a mile
don’t be a d-ck
you can smile every once in a while
eat some doritos
come un pastel mi amigo
never good at ending raps
i’ll give it a go
finito

- luke howdle

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