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letra de fuck covid - lyrical storm

“f-ck covid … f-ck f-ck f-ck covid
f-ck covid … f-ck f-ck f-ck covid
til it’s over flip the bird like pac and say
f-ck covid … f-ck f-ck f-ck covid

your top 5, 10 a hit-list to me
music fans catch a fade k!lling em softly
like covid and her cousins delta omericon
snug in tales harry potter and his wand
got lyrics and beats some clear cut medicine
the illest flo from now to back then
hard for me the impress myself
not a clown ass rapper flaunting my wealth
they say i’m broke i’m cool with that
they say i’m cheap now that’s more exact
now in my 40s poorly manage my time
but still slay’em with my alpha dog rhyme
we all on borrowed time and gotta price
losing souls in the scuffle cr-pping out dicе
from stockbroker dreams to a working millionaire
built diffеrent from fame chasers don’t really care
f-ck covid … f-ck f-ck f-ck covid
f-ck covid … f-ck f-ck f-ck covid
til it’s over flip the bird like pac and say
f-ck covid … f-ck f-ck f-ck covid

they chipped my brain stealing thoughts i mind
a new slavery system yall sleepin they rewind
the easy route for weak just commit suicide
but riding for god i must abide
my best human self under pressure that break
most in high positions through days you wake
check it, playing victim ain’t what i’m about
i go all out never stand and pout
a heavy hearted life my price for peace
pimp haters to a profit make money increase
most fight for billions and the world’s eye
i want a pedestal wife i can’t deny
i want 2 to 4 kids at 40
wouldn’t mind being a west coast berry gordy
a father in the shadows pulling the strings
the perfect timing for these types of things

f-ck covid … f-ck f-ck f-ck covid
f-ck covid … f-ck f-ck f-ck covid
til it’s over flip the bird like pac and say
f-ck covid … f-ck f-ck f-ck covid
got mood swings on this industry of rap
love it hate it like millions that tap
thumbs up and hearts on social media apps
too old school must be buggin perhaps
born and goin die a hip hop lyricist
no chain or bright watch on my wrist
bunch of albums reflecting my life and time
evolution from poetry my directing prime
got a name and logo cali llc
grant my offspring the crown at age 60
bout retired from rapping enter the jazz game
still music but is the love the same
still make bangers too old for young cats
still a 360 king rocking many hats
from midwest to la did it my way
don’t give a d-mn what a hater say”

- lyrical storm

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