letra de hella fluid - mtp
[verse 1: kellan breen]
h-lla fluid, yeah, we h-lla fluid
h-lla fluid, yeah, we h-lla fluid
h-lla fluid, yeah, we h-lla fluid
had to say it three times so you b-tches know we f-cking do it
i got the mace in the louis briefcase in the place to be at
but we the best up in this sh-t you best believe that
sheesh
yeah i got it, you capiche?
i got our futures on a leash
there ain’t no leeches on my team
hit you with particle beams
we chasin cream with our dreams of being recognized
jeopardize your mind with our nasty styles
we one of a kind
your rhyme scheme is weaker than mine
i can’t deny
you tried
but i spit poison cyanide
irritate eyes
my raps is classified as chemical warfare
it’s quite divine
we do not align
i can see the signs
f-ckin’ up your life, i’m finna cut you outta mine
mtp, i need some help because this beat it got me out of mind
[verse 2: mtp]
i’m everywhere just like corona
uh, and i’m hot like arizona
i’m running this sh-t like a don, uhhh-
f-ck with me, you’re gone, uh
all these b-tches speaking on my name, yeah
she might follow you but we are not the same, nah
aye, what the f-ck you gotta gain, huh ?
to me, y’all smaller like a grain, huh
everyone can flow but can you flow well
everyone can write but can you write well
everyone can rap but can you rap well
everyone is selling, sh-t, i’m the cartel
everyone is selling, f-ck out of my face, would you ?
f-ck your sh-tty attitude, ain’t no one ever heard of you
calling me local, that is your mistake
your whole home town, thinks you’re a disgrace
you’ve been doing this for how long ?
yeesh, rough time, innit ?
ask kellan breen, he’ll tell you that i got no limits
and i don’t swear for sh-t
but i’ll swear whenever, f-ck paec, uh
no one tells me how and when to do it
intuition talking then i’m truant
and english ain’t my language
but rap i speak fluent
yeah, all your rappers h-lla flawed
and my flow be h-lla fluid
and i know it sounds close but
as i said earlier, we are not the same, no
you’re not up to par or up to spare
and i’ll spear your ass through a table in the dark
at tlc down in tlv, the mvp, i’m the motherf-cking best mc
and imma run d mcs to catch up with me
‘cause i’m jumping the gun as you can clearly see
unless you’re motherf-cking blind, ‘cause you couldn’t really jump the gun
if i’m lyrically aimed at you, it’s done (pow)
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