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letra de rapping over a bunch of beats jus cus 3 - miind

[intro: d.roze]
listen, this the motherf-cking finale, n-gga
let’s get it, let’s eat

[part 1: we live to see red]

[pre-verse]
i’ve been holding on, for oh so long, a night alone
i’ve been feeling oh so gone, a silent home
but i know too well, that all the light is gone
and i know too well, i’ll bleed til’ i grow old
the world is coming down so fast
i masked my face, and hoped that this all last
i’m alive and dead, i’m alive and dead
my face turned red (suh, suh, wh0re, see, sah)

[verse]
you must not know who the f-ck i am
i got the green, and the pack of the beans
i’m planting my seed on the hoe of a ham
like you don’t sip the way i sip
you don’t got the world inside of yo hands
hoe 10 the clique, dog don’t get blitzed
glock hit his soul, the mac on the yams, f-ck
i’m a up it on some calm sh-t, don’t wake the sleeping giant
for his chicken, we up-sizing it outside, we might just fry em
go rottweiler, he goin rot for wiling, i’m on cujo timing
buddy silent, you n-ggas dirt, how i’m still rough around that diamond?
i’m not tied with the top tyrants, it can get violent up on this side
none of them daises, roses, and violets
that’s in your casket, don’t be surprised
i don’t mind the fire, heat up on my shoulder
torch through his molars, got to eat his iron
name a n-gga colder, higher than the solar
came right from the soil, the red will never die, n-gga
[part 2: rose gold chains]

[verse]
suh, there ain’t no dogs that’ll go to heaven
and no nine lives, p-ssy, barely a second
n-ggas fail to learn any bit of acceptance
even they man in the mirror reject reflections
the breath of a demon whispers “their misled”
too much of a sinner, i take this corn bread
you know, i know, i don’t let the smoke pass
i just count stack, and collect the cold cash
open pandora’s box, you’ll find a ash mop
can’t change the game i rigged, jigsaw the jackpot
blocks hot, nun but shot spots and spot shots
forefront trunk, a forty, fortuned, fit for the backdrop
bad apple, every fruit of my labor is ripe now
seems by the look of my heaven, my sight is h-ll-bound
drowning, once i’m in that b-tch ocean, these n-ggas wail out
i’ve been shocking n-ggas since the start, give me the chair now

[part 3: vomit limeade]

[verse]
huh, i might f-ck his hoe upside down
i might just cop my pack from planet 51
i done got me some alien loud
said i gotta tech, no, i got to tech him
stayed in the field, now i’m doing em foul
your draq jams, from the six you holding in there
you can go six feet in the ground (b-tch)
i’m on a whole different wavelength
don’t turn tides with me, buddy
i’m so fried, i stay crisp, don’t let the oil fly, buddy
please don’t talk, my j lit, blow smoke in your eye, buddy
got blue pockets like a crip, watch you plead the five, dummy
b-tch i feel like the next yeezus, all of this heat, tis the season
you ain’t never up a bag, or ever pop a tag
what’s broke don’t cheap it (don’t cheap it)
i put his face to the cement, sequence, his b-tch eat s-m-n in a sequin
all of these drugs, only thing i’m seeking
boy you not geeking, like me
you not geeking like me
your not a geeker, you just a geek
i got a problem, i’m probably carrying lava
i’m keeping the heat in the seat
give me the yart, my brain in a jar til tomorrow
i ain’t slept good all week
i had to jump in the fire, knew my heart was alive
but the mud got me up from defeat
out my marbles like a game of mancala
white neck on her, miley, madonna
i sip pink, your ass sip vomit
i sip pink, your ass sip vomit
off a oom, i’m a melt like dali
bat sh-t flow, now i feel like ozzy
top of my game, there ain’t n0body like me
mask on the dash, i move smooth not shiesty
[part 4: waldo sweata]

[verse]
huh, they looking for my swag, that’s waldo sweater
put it on wax like some d-mn live resin
that i been him, since like i can’t remember
it seem like yesterday, me, d, & lyssa
walked right through the street of the 4, f-cking sh-t up
i’m with the gang, so no, we not the same
let the gas leak again, yo whole whip get lit up
you don’t know nothing about me
f-ck bout a diss, cop a clip in yo county
boy it’s a wrap like the top of punjabi
spliff getting to punching like ali
shawty goin ride, i don’t think she a vibe
like i don’t got the time for yo bullsh-t
price on my head, it’s whatever, i lost it
pop b-tch, only sip rep, she toxic (ew)
shawty don’t f-ck up my mojo
dead in the cut, light a spi’ out in soho
shawty can’t help but to showboat
i got a slug for the back of a bozo (brr)
all i been sipping is rojo, three-five of dank
put yo b-tch in a chokehold
chewbacca coat, i went solo
skinny hoe, only want the bone like coco
don’t got a tool, i got the metal like a crowbar
talking sh-t, goin need a stitch like aloha
air em, any condition, this ain’t a drive by
we bake a n-gga for his chicken like a pot pie
i see these n-ggas as p-ssy, they got cat eyes
keep a bl!ck in this b-tch, paranoid high
he not up, but he did get air time
lame, you plains in my lane like a air line
[part 5: golden hand]

[verse]
suh, i pop that seal like f-ck peta
yop aim at his stomach
boy i’m sick, he had that gut feeling
like i go dumb, you can’t pin it
f-ck you and yo codefendant
red beam look like homelander
red in the whip like dopinder, let’s go
gold t–th, gold glock, gold watch, i got the midas touch
codeine, i don’t do the liquor that much
feeling like 2hollis, jeans goin make her a sl-t
my whip on captain falcon
get out, in the p-ssy i’m sunken
hole in em, world run on dunkin
p-ssant, you not him, you bugging
outside watch me bool with my cousins
i want the good, the bad, and the ugly
i can paint the town red, off dis doja
imagine what i would do off an oxy
hm, you cannot pop like this
hm, you cannot pop like this, no
i pop yo main b-tch, i pop yo whole clique
i pop the whole ass pharmacy store
n-gga, you ain’t sh-t, don’t you get angry
the sun getting low, since you think you the hulk
flashiest n-gga, the beam unprovoked, watch how i float

[part 6: decorative egg]

[verse]
yeah, watch i float like the world is my oyster
h-ll in the chamber, got fire in the holster
high every minute, i forgot i was coping
how you my blood, when them scars was open?
parched in the morning, i need me a drink
all of the times i wish i was more focused
brain in a haze, so it’s harder to think
mom said i got problems with smoking and spending
i don’t spend time to change, i just sin it
most of the time i want love, but i panic
boy egg can get cracked like super buu
heart in the river, i’m steady just standing
look at the world like it’s me v you
t–th covered in gold like a decorative egg
boujee with pride, pint more than your coupe, yeah

[part 7: sackboy]

[verse]
go, i’m so fried hoe, i’m feeling like a rice bowl
dirty shooter, aim clean, no lysol
gthm boys got the nerf for the nightfall
boy said he was in the cut, that’s not what i saw
n-ggas want me dead, i’m a outlaw
you got no bark nor bite, but you a guard dog
pockets nothing but the numbers like a call log
i see the vision, put a bullet in his eyeball
wait, i can f-ck up your whole camp, so stay attentive in that tent
i’m a misfit with no missed fits
he cap, he went caped, he clark kent
try to compromise but he can’t
i leave a copperhead, a dead snake
and it’s all fin, for the jakes, i’m awake (red)
top of the totem, top from your hoe, i’m like top of the morning
two tone wrist, don’t tick, i’m sora
game on lock, get got, get gory
ripping dis b-tch, i insist on a l!ck
you can suck my d-ck, i’m a forge this forty
n-ggas legit think that they spit like this
i tupac that b-tch, that’s the end of the story
i got this sh-t on lock, i be so high, can’t stand it
that b-tch wanna hit my blunt
hoe, you smell like a reindeer ass, keep prancing
i just been running to the sack boy
b-tch, i’m on a little big planet
n-gga i get higher than a asteroid
no titties on yo chop, n-gga can it (the fu-?)

[part 8: p!nk runtz]

[intro]
yassuh, wh0re
suh, suh

[verse]
i got the world in my hand, your mans popped for a band
and some pink in my cup, so what?
cup full of snail, hoe you cannot sip my ale
i can’t give the slime to a sl-t
your plug sold you a zip of some lawn mower clips
you will never get higher than us
i’m off a yart in that whip
i got liz in this b-tch like ms. friz’ finna whip in that bus
i’m not religious at all but know holy resolve
cross me, than it’s up to the lord
cerebral on buffalo bill, on the beat muzzle me
when i leave, it’s a bl–dy decor
rest assure, assured i get no rest
i’m bout toasted more than a smore
if you not talkin bout pape or some lame i can spray
just please find your ass to the door

[part 9: lex luthor v tha alien]

[intro]
suh, wh0re, see
b-tch i feel like lex luthor (i do)
spliff punch like 1a, but everything i do a1
(you feel me, y’all don’t feel me, suh)

[verse]
f-ck everybody, that’s on my body
the pack be the loudest, silence the shotty
i’m not even close to p-ssed, don’t get me started
the more n-ggas got my meat on they grill, i turn to a ocky (what the fu-)
better stick to just d-gg-ng your hand lil bro, i treat yo b-tch like a mutt
you get hit with the heat like a tan like boe’
they ain’t told you the block stay hot?
seen so many birds come out in my time
there’s a scar where his beak got shot
b-tch i’m really top three in like all of the lanes
n-ggas never goin take my spot
i’m a put em on a stretch so he better not cap like usopp
i don’t play that sh-t, i just carry a switch
get to kicking hoes out like blue lock, and i hate these n-ggas
they can hang from a noose, or kiss a kil-tec in a tree top
and the b-tch on d-ck, gotta spike on the gl!ck
give me sp-ce like cowboy bebop, like
hoe, i won’t jus take over the game, i been determined
dead guys who i smoked today, the morgue got a new purpose
not a person, i’m a walking, talking, balling, fallen, carcass
get to sparking, try me, he goin eat the apple like he turles
like, toodles, chopstick to his noodle
do that n-gga so stupid, wet his block, the chop drooling
flow cold, b-tch i’m cooling, stay in sp-ce, i toke luma
my mud from shibuya, it’s redface, what it’s to ya, wh0re

[part 10: the grand finale]

[verse]
look, it took a lot to make it here
trials and tribulations in my atmosphere
where i looked down on myself, i looked up and persevered
the only thing i looked forward to
was death when i was young and i’m still here
my mind still ain’t clear, i’m living in false fear
whatever the weather, i feel the storm finally not near
the wheel steers, until i make my way up the road again
heart cold, steady looking for copes
remote in a frozen bed, looking for holy lands
i’m living for me now, relief in a death bed
i recollect the memories, the trips with my best friends
the time just really flies, now a man with no plan
looks out in the world, head high, with a helped hand
everyone who got me, i won’t croak ’til my world ends
dump out the sand, the background for the malice
i see these n-ggas as p-ssy, there’s stones in they glass palace
the only thing that i seek now is some balance
and a halt from my habits, but i’ll never stop believing in my passion
i’m too good at it, and any n-gga think he near my bracket
you all suck, i’m just the first like draco, to recap it and reek havoc
it’s up, and i’ve been fiending for that action
i’m the one and only goat, & this is the grand finale

- miind

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