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letra de battleborn - lyrical moron

part 1
tell me who the b-tch n-gga hating on me
hopping on my (whoo) but this sh-t ain’t free
the greatest young rapper
n-gga f-ck a cd, never dropped a mixtape but i’m still on repeat
til the screen go black like it hang with gds
put the 3 to his t–th bet it make him say cheese, i don’t get y’all cheesy but i still get cheese
n-gga please i’m an mc and you just wanna be
don’t give a f-ck bout how you funk, you ain’t ever been a g
i’m rapping like dreamville, you rapping like it’s glee the show it just goes to show you ain’t me
you hoes ain’t got flow, i’m cold like ah freeze
you tryna be eminem, you reesie’s pcs
my brain a pc thе way i retreat heat
thе tracks that you post was the reason of our beef
the tracks that i post will make you want peace uh
and you ain’t ever seen a real n-gga
i been talking way before i made a mil n-gga
i been popping way before we popped pills
better swallow it for real cause if you talk you getting k!lled n-gga
can’t be lacking in the vill n-gga
n-ggas dying everyday that’s how it is n-gga
and we do this sh-t for real give, a f-ck about your heart
give a f-ck bout how you feel n-gga
i rap now like the future i freeze time no yeti
they back down with no feature cause each rhyme gets heavy
their cracked out on the bleachers cause each line is sweaty
it’s sad how i have no price and they still don’t get me
i use to chill with bros who’d blow smoke like stove stoning dope with some hoes hoping they play em like games
they got us like clones the way that they copy our flows and all of our clothes from head to our toes i suppose it’s the same
but yall gon miss me cause the old the boys start supperior
450 for my rolls royce star interior
i ain’t seen dissing guess im too far from inferior
i ain’t seen this me since last that i looked in the mirror
i put the words to my pops chasin we chilled on the block
he came back from his spot he told that he got shot
he got popped in his top cause of a drive by shooting
sometimes i wonder if he died what would i be doing
(getting money, but it won’t wipe the tears away)

part 2
one hundred seventy-nine days since the last i was happy
bout 7 to 9 years since the day i start rapping
i turned the haters to lyrics now i feel like just an adlib
like i’m nothing but a blank til i figure out how caption it
cause your when your in the moment you ain’t thinking past tense
but when when you check the past photos you wish you would’ve captured it
passive aggressive asking the questions if rappers who were average actually knew their average would they try to rap better or make their lyrics more of an adjective or
maybe never rap again
i would’ve grab the pen acting like it ain’t happening and sh-t on everybody like i’m cracked off of a laxative
wish i could relax again but rappings just passion to someone who likes to ask for sh-t rappings more then a passion to someone who’s never had a fit cap on their hat when they rap about how they ain’t got a dad and sh-t but n-ggas grab all the complements ever chance they get b-tches wanna laugh cause i’m asking god if i can laugh again that’s too much to ask for when our generation lacks to give a pass to who’s been sad and sh-t of course you would’ve thought your actions ain’t got an impact to it after an accident and your acting like you can practice having a cr-p to give when they grab a kid and they put me on me blast cause i gravitate to facts and they make apologize cause i’m taking it to the max again

- lyrical moron

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