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letra de sushi - missing texture

[verse 1]
breaking the internet with the sounds of my ep
put the pie on the table like my name was ajit
i make you play this oriental beat on repeat
pr-ne to receipts you recipiental f-ck
i don’t need a phd for me to know that you suck
i don’t need an air bnb sh-ts full of guck
i don’t need a clean lens to i spies you a cuck
your girl gaining weight recommend the tummy tuck
i don’t really f-ck with ice i just impress with the puck
try to block out all the chitter chatter bout my luck
they wanna put a filter on me it’s a safety net
like dylan riley snyder i be f-cking kickin’ it-
yeah i’m goofy as h-ll it ain’t up for debate
i ain’t got time like tyler all i do is create
i drink illegally like the age of prohibition
fit james bond mother f-ckin niche i’m on a mission
yeah i’m always on the grind
making it to ny times
introducing rap to my lines
really think i lost my mind
hit em with the bye bye
leave em with the oh my
bill nye with a bow tie
don’t you ever ask why- (sushi)
kickstart the crisis
terrorize like my name was isis
sleeper hit don’t you try to hide this
i got the much needed level 3 license, (yeah)
hit her with the lone ‘k’ d-mn that’s a doozie
dip outta sight of your homegrown floozie
decked out in my bape ‘preme gucci
i roll up with the boys, we snackin’ on sushi

[sushi kid interlude]

[verse 2]
running on the beat like a mother f-cking race
i bet my daddy still think i’m a disgrace
even my friends told me that i couldn’t to my face
i’m going on a trip catch me up in outer sp-ce
all my life i’ve procrastinated
finally found some inspiration
finally found my next fixation
and i’m gonna share it with the whole d-mn nation, (yeah)
after i let this ep drop, i know some of you will say it flopped
i don’t care if it’s like ‘the burial’ and you cop
all that matters is that i’m working non-stop
yeah i got some more tracks and they’re in the pipeline
the kinda homemade sh-t to push me into the spotlight
draining your life
all i do is sit and write
i’m the opposite of a mother f-cking white knight
kick sand in your eyes, kick dirt in your mouth
yeah now all of you got something to pout about
acting like you big and bad but i know you just a coward
put you on a talk show and flame ya like my name was howard
can i really call them friends if they don’t believe in me?
can i really know my worth if they only sleep on me?
might as well blow some dough at a j-panese joint
flex a little bit more you a snore
we snackin’ on

- missing texture

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