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letra de doot with th - n.sδss

[verse 1]
yo, i can’t move with words anymore
from there can you do what you could before?
next thing you know i got beef, from there you can leave
man, some of you are doing what i believe
some of you ain’t doing sh-t, i got a lot of respect
i’mma be the one to make it clear
yeah i could drop a song and say ‘watch out’
i’m a super star, my name is desiigner
i’m the truth, i’m the art, i’m the star, i’m the rapper
don’t play with me, i’m a legend, i’m a master
been doing this since i was only 13
the difference is i made a lot of money
this is how i spent it, my pockets are empty
i could just buy the world, but i want to see
what will happen if we just let it be and
just be the legends we were meant to be
hip hop and rap got this crazy thing
make it pop, make it real, let’s have a fling
i don’t need no agent or manager
n.sass is a lyrical janitor
because i use my raps to wipe your tears
inspired by the pioneers
but when it comes to rhyming, i’m just not that good
yeah. i said it
[verse 2]
i don’t have beef with no one
i respect all those who come my way
unless you annoy me, then i
slap you into yesterday
who cares what games we choose
got little to win but nothing to lose
so go ahead, get me off my beat
and i know some of you don’t believe me
so i wanted to let you know
that i’m going to make it so that
you won’t see no end in sight
let’s get in the game and do what’s right
ignore the news and social media
they’re trying to bind your mind
but they’re wasting their own time, not just yours
searching for another post to grind
they can blabber on for days
until there’s nothing left to say
and if you want to stop them, there’s only one way;
ignore them
but i never lose sight of where i go
i’m a walking contradiction, got sick flows
i got tons of slang, and i’m ready to sparr;
here comes stoop sciarra to drop some more bars
[verse 3]
i’m l!cking it up, i’m splitting it up
marcus on that beat and he bl!cking it up
no cheese, no ham, he mayo-ing it up
he runs through shawtys no jizzing it up
with my boy marcus on the street
we doggged 2 biddies that smelled like feet
i hit u last week but u didn’t respond
u gave me no choice so i had to text ur mom
ayy ahyyyyy ayyyy
gra gra
i’m l!cking it up, marcus splitting it up
marcus got that cheese no swiss-ing it up
he the best rapper we ever known
his raps so fire he’ll hit u in the dome
let him spit, let him cook
marcus is the man he don’t need to reads books
kids a scholar, but i holla
at yo mom for a dollar
yo, let me breathe! let me cook!
once u hear me, ull be shook
but if marcus comes back u better book
he’s got the f-ckin’ hook
i’m l!cking it up, i’m splitting it up
marcus on that beat and he bl!cking it up
d-gg-ng on biddie, drowning these biddies
u know u can’t resist marcus when he gwiddys
[verse 4]
in conclusion, we can’t be stopped
get your minds right, go to the coffee shop
yo, the world needs this, we gon’ make ’em a name
we’ll have to prove that we playin’ the game
and we can’t let the label talk down to us
but we keep it real, with good things to discuss
one last message to all my fans out there:

[closure]
stay strong, keep persisting, and follow your dreams
thank you

- n sδss

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