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letra de checked - naison

[intro]
(oh-no, the boy is on a roll
reaching for his goal
wow-wow-wow
man you f-cking with the best, the best
better show respect)
ah
(the boy ain’t gonna fold)
lo-fi lenny on the motherf-cking beat
(wow-wow-wow
know i don’t forget)
yah, yah
(somebody getting checked)
yah

[verse 1]
i started off with free-styling over dmx instrumentals
now i treat it like a game of deadpool, without the act from ryan reynolds
i walk up in the studio with my axe ready
to cut heads in my black and red flannel (ha-ha)
i dismantle body limbs, like the police tried when beating rodnеy king unconscious
yet, they still claim the systеm runs flawless
man f-ck you, explain that to all the kings who have fallen
to all the hollow-tip filled bodies, closed in a coffin
you know to somebody, somewhere, that sh-t means profit (ah)
they want people to pick up the gun, load it and c-ck it
so let’s go to afghanistan, some people still don’t understand
the pain, the blood shed on blood money by corporations
yet we still focus on ted bundy (ah)
’cause most of us don’t give a f-ck about them
not giving a f-ck about a human life, to put it bluntly
so f-ck it, i’m just a hip-hop junkie, treating these rappers roughly
a lot of tough talk but you’s a b-tch inside
i can make you bleed for a week and i can do it monthly (ha-ha)
i’m hungry so back off, unless you wanna fill a body bag in my catalogue
you can’t f-ck with me, if you pop an adderall
it’s not a sprint, it’s a marathon, b-tch
but if you talk sh-t, i’ll be glad to respond
[chorus]
oh-no, the boy is on a roll
he came up from the bottom, now he reaching for his goal (goal)
wow-wow-wow, man you f-cking with the best
you don’t need to like me, but you better show respect, ’cause
oh-no, the boy ain’t gonna fold
he will come and get you, if you put him in a hole (hole)
wow-wow-wow, man just know i don’t forget (ah)
i don’t f-ck around, man, somebody getting checked (ugh)

[verse 2]
these b-tches ain’t gotta talk to me man, i know i’m cute
i hit the booth and blackout like black thought in the roots
i’m on a big bag pursuit (ha-ha)
i go so hard in the studio, my girl steady cooking me soup
i out-rap your whole group (ugh)
g sh-t like ice cube, i got some attitude
i’m praying to the hip-hop gods, the way i’m k!lling mc’s
i’m a radical, i’m an extremist (woo)
been vocal ever since i came out the fetus, kicking raps in my room
it got my mom really heated, but
i know my f-cking purpose, i know what i came here for (ah)
i know my target, i know what i’m aiming for
i studied the greats, who came before me
corny motherf-ckers steady talking sh-t about me, like
i ain’t gonna pick the pen up
i ain’t gonna rap circles around your head
till your b-tch is fed up with you, man, i’m serious (ha-ha)
we gotta get our bread up and get our own like cafeteria
so now i’m fully invested, every night
i’m working like a light house till my sk!ll is perfected
so i can be seen from miles out, man
i’m danger in this rap sh-t, every verse i write
i put a ribbon on after i wrap it
it’s naison
[chorus]
oh-no, the boy is on a roll
he came up from the bottom, now he reaching for his goal (goal)
wow-wow-wow, man you f-cking with the best
you don’t need to like me, but you better show respect, ’cause
oh-no, the boy ain’t gonna fold
he will come and get you, if you put him in a hole (hole)
wow-wow-wow, man just know i don’t forget (ah)
i don’t f-ck around, man, somebody getting checked (ugh)

[outro]
i don’t f-ck around, man, i don’t f-ck, i don’t f-ck
i don’t f-ck around, man, somebody getting checked

- naison

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