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letra de moving day - mr. epic

[verse 1]
y’all should probably chill; see i’m nothing like you
inciting a riot, i hope you ready to fight too
f-ck over everybody, you should know, that’s how this life do focus on the music; been waiting on something like you
hold your composure, wait on your exposure
focus on the future, take that pressure like a soldier
f-ck that ex b-tch; keep calling asking for closure
and never sleep; that’ll bring the dreams much closer
n-gg- we been at it for a minute; you were krisis back in ’04
toonz was the next thing; now epic, he the best thing
i know you don’t get tired, but n-gg- you need some rest
all this work, school and music and still p-ssing every test
for like a month straight, you had a twitch in your face from the stress
so much sh-t on your plate, whole world on your chest
but you blessed with a gift so just live my n-gg-
take no sh-t, give all you got to give my n-gg-

[hook]
imma do it
i’m about to mother f-cking lose it
imma start a riot in this mother f-cker
imma start a mother f-cking movement
imma do it
i’m about to mother f-cking lose it
imma start a riot in this mother f-cker
imma start a mother f-cking movement

[verse 2]
give a f-ck about they opinion i’m back for more
spitting trap sh-t; exactly what they asked me for
that all black sh-t; don’t ask me what the mask is for
i work too mother f-cking hard to spit a p-ssive flow
i gotta make it past this door
they box me in; i’m breaking out
block me; imma take you out
fakes all in my face; try to stop me better make it count
i’m tryna stack this paper, fill my accounts with a vain amount
bosses round, talk too loud, they’ll find ’em in the lost and found
oh they forgot i’m gangsta only ’cause i’m singing now
what you gone do when i run out of sh-t to sing about?
what you gone do when i roll up and roll them windows down
throw up a bee, and let that mother f-cking stinger out?
we heard you talk but what you mother f-ckers be about?
i’ll hit your rocker, cut your mother f-cking ringer down
they said i should stop it’s too much mother f-cking green around
they say ain’t no profit; all these mother f-cking fiends around

[verse 3]
i’m a god in this b-tch, that’s on my blood
similar to poseidon ’cause i stay with the flood
ohg or its null, the f-ck you n-gg-s saying hoe?
wrote that song, but this ain’t playtime and i ain’t playing hoe
i moved out of my neighborhood ’cause i ain’t like the neighbors
calls the cops ’cause i won’t turn it down, n-gg- y’all some haters
that ain’t music hoe, my weed is loud; and don’t you smoke too?
just asking, i ain’t matching n-gg-; i don’t even know you
pat my back, i’m doing good; 16k on the soundcloud
been staying out of trouble and better n-gg-s around now
temper still the same; just find some sh-t to get loud ’bout
and imma grab machop and hit a n-gg- with this ground pound
shout of to my team; outta here and the flud
i dropped similar bars on other songs about my thugs
making all my hits dirty like i’m fighting with the mud
n-gg- calling out for mercy; i dropped ’em right where he stood
in the suburbs repping my hood still

- mr epic

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