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letra de nastytales - nastyfel

this verse is dedicated to every gangsta with the swagga/
first suspects for a murder, strippers and drug dealers, stunnas and rappers
/holding it down for the hood/they call us the problem,how can they solve em/
ha mean mugging on my clean thugging ain’t neat running brother keep stunting
/i hear you all been starving for a n-gg- my type/
now its food for your mind,homie do your mind?
//2pac denominator and a nas mumerator/
get that shit you devide you get a nastyfel remainder/
imma rap emergency,rap mathematics, i calculate on a hater,put my hand on a foe/
im the hiphop landlord,i k!ll you out the door/
jay said 2 wrongs dont make a right but if you been wrong all your life/
should it be long before you know?i been hated all my life,n-gg- why wouldn’t i?/
and i been crazy on you ait?n-gg- why couldn’t i?/
and imma keep pimpin nice,n-gg- why shouldn’t i?/

how can an amature come up and damage ya?
i made one mistake,your life is one/
yes i learnt from it/you tryna capitalise/
but real eyes realise real lies,thats esco/
you ain’t shit,im real ho/
if you can’t see that im cl-ssic,then you wearing stevie wonder gl-sses/
i can see you plastic,you dont match the cl-ssics/
you talk shit when im invisible,but can’t face me in the physical/
i wasn’t gna take this further but i think i got to daze ya/
when i talk shawties want a bear hug/
when you talk they be grabbing ear plugs/
nasty fel is brutal,homie.battling me is futile/
put the lame shit aside if you wanna stay alive/
wanna hate on i,i take it up in stride
/then when you wanna hate i strike your -ss blind/
and last thing you see is talent and design/
i can do it one more time,f-ck you up both times/
you think you can match up?what you high on,syrup?/
when you were stuck in kindergarten,crazy sharpening pencils/
i was already straight gaming,crazy banging instrumentals/
ain’t n-body do it better than nasty do/
you sound like a hater,like nasty who?/
i speak lyrical freedom,its not for you,you can’t be free and dumb/
ha your mind be screaming “nastyfel is da bomb”/
but deception,regression,game evasion/
make you hate a better person/
i just won the human race,got post traumatic stress from blasting your face/
i can’t stand you illuminati slaves,so imma chill,have myself a seat

im from that town where every sister black or brown gets knocked down by a clown who runs outta town/
never found on the ground/haters and fakers discuss me/
disguise hate,they disgust me/since i said i got this/
my homie say i will die for you if i have to cuz/
i say live for me first yo,thats true love/
when i count my blessings i count my n-gg-s twice/
i got they backs for real, thats the essence of life/
i never let shit slide,i ain’t no phoney so im going against you if you going against my homie/
if you stay out my hood our issues will be as thin as tissues/
you need more than luck to murder me/
so f-ck penitentiaries i did life in the streets/
stayed on my feet till i hustled to the top/
so f-cking with me i throw alcohol in your face, something like a barbershop/
arghhhh nasty!!!!!!!!!

- nastyfel

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