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letra de young sinatra v - nitin randhawa

[intro]
(nitin randhawa)
it’s that young sinatra iv sh-t right here
(rest in peace mac miller)
it’s been like 10 years
here we go (you are watching a master at work) (yeah)

[verse 1: logic]
visualizin’ and realizin’ my life is f-ckin’ crazy
poppin’ like jay-z, dirty dancin’ on the game like swayze
i’m one of the illest and b-tch
i’ve been ready to k!ll it, it’s so amazing
b-tch, i’ve been blazin’, i’m talkin’ grass, i ain’t talkin’ grazing
they just hit the tape while i sip scotch
let the haters kick rocks, my sh-t is tip-top
i never flip-flop, why? ’cause my soul too strong
did this all on my own, ’cause waiting took too long
the flow sophisticated
all these youngins do is whine like they inebriated
i’m hated, but yeah, that’s how you know i made it
i’m one of the illest, i’m one of the realest, i’m ready to k!ll this
the people, they feel us, me and my team made millions
but you know we still us
that’s why they wanna k!ll us, that’s why they wanna k!ll us
rattpack, real all the time, we never phony
i’m single-handedly running the game like a sony
while the rest of these rappers is acting
pass ’em the tony, pass ’em the oscar
from the new school rappers, yeah i’m the illest on the roster
smoke like a rasta
black and white like bob marley, yeah, like bob marley
these racist motherf-ckers hate that last line
probably haters on the internet ain’t got nothing to bargain
said i’d never make it, b-tch, i just sold out the garden
[chorus: az & logic]
life’s a b-tch and then you die, that’s why we get high
’cause you never know when you’re gonna go
life’s a b-tch and then you die, that’s why we get high
’cause you never know when you’re gonna go
life’s a b-tch and then you die, that’s why we get high
’cause you never know when you’re gonna go
life’s a b-tch and then you die, that’s why we puff life

[verse 2: mac miller]
yeah, a bunch of poison in my blood stream
now it’s gettin’ ugly, i must be another junkie
how lucky am i to still be alive? i’m going crazy
bought a mercedes with money i raised for haiti
abducted brenda’s baby, sold it to a g-y couple
take drugs, you high enough to juggle with some sp-ce shuttles
your worst nightmare, breathing all the white air
inhale, exhale (“dat sound good right there”)
yeah, the unforgettable walkin’ bicentennial, man
born an idea, was never a man
i’m with ab-soul the assh0l-, nickel nine, and preemo
sh-t, larry fish, he brought the technicolor dreamcoat
hock-ptui! i’m spitting on the face of vevo
you internet rappers with no matter, i delete you
i ain’t human, more a movement of illusions
live from confusion, if you see ’em, shoot ’em—boom
[verse 3: eminem]
game over, thanos on you h-o’s
on my petty sh-t but i don’t paint toes (yeah)
get the plunger (plunger) ’cause marshall and m.a go plum crazy
call us liquid plumber, ’cause even dre know (dre know)
beat knocks like a beefed up detox
you’re gonna need three squads of police officers at least to come pull me off of it and i don’t stop
please, dawg, i need y’all to keep talking sh-t ’cause i feed off of it
i am the complete opposite of these r-t-rds who spit these weak bars, i’ma leave carnage
each thought’ll be so toxic, it’ll block the wind through your esophagus
stop it, cutting off your oxygen
and i hit them pads like a boxing gym
better watch for slim, better get to popping and when i’m at the top again
i won’t topple, i’m giving it to anyone who wanna come and get it and i’m not gonna stop
but when they ask me is the war finished with mgk? of course it is
i cleansed him of his mortal sins, i’m god and the lord forgives even the devil worshippers
i’m moving on but you know your scruples are gone when you’re born with lucifer’s h-rns
and you’re from the school of notorious, puba, cube and the poor righteous teachers tutored my students
showed them all the blueprint and formula
but it seems like the more they studied my music, the more they remind me of eyeb-lls
i’m watching my pupils get cornier (uh)
but i’m contemplating yelling “bombs away” on the game
like i’m outside of an ariana grande concert waiting

[chorus: az & logic]
life’s a b-tch and then you die, that’s why we get high
’cause you never know when you’re gonna go
life’s a b-tch and then you die, that’s why we get high
’cause you never know when you’re gonna go
life’s a b-tch and then you die, that’s why we get high
’cause you never know when you’re gonna go
life’s a b-tch and then you die, that’s why we puff life
[verse 4: a$ap rocky]
uh, feelin’ like a vigilante or a missionary
tell my a$ap k!llers, get they pistols ready
send ’em to the cemetery with obituaries
don’t be scared, n-gga, is you ready?
i’ve been thinkin’ ’bout all the o’s in my bank account (what?)
extra hoes in my bed is ’round the same amount (what?)
ever since this new star fame came about
or ever since me and drizzy started hangin’ out, huh
young boy, let his gun bang, let his nuts hang
transition to a lamborghini from a mustang
drugs slang in the drug game with the hustling
(i know one thing) anything is better than that 1 train
bag made of goyard, cheffin’ like i’m boyar—
dee,probably sellin’ d in your local courtyard
braids like i’m o-dog, my la familia go hard
down to my inlaws, they outlaws with no laws

[verse 5: kendrick lamar]
we outlawed then i bogart, any pros that got ‘proached at
with a toe-tag, get broke off in the projects with a skateboard
i roll past and i blaze y’all like, “doo, doo,” i hate y’all
when the beef cooked, i ate y’all like, “mmm, mmm!”
let’s play ball in a ballpark with all sharks and a blindfold
i rhyme cold, my k hot, your 9 cold, that bark like k9’s on
that banana clip, straight from the rip
i’ll make that shirt say r.i.p. i’m on some sh-t
if i’m not the hottest then h-ll must have froze over
you thought it was safe then forgot what the code was
i carry traits of a traumatized soldier
don’t look in my face, i might snap, i might choke ya
spine right out of place, give me dap like you ‘posed ta
darts at your posters, dark nights like this
i metamorph like i’m ‘posed ta, i might slice my wrist
or pretend like a vulture and drop off this cliff

[chorus (slowed down): az & logic]
life’s a b-tch and then you die, that’s why we get high
life’s a b-tch and then you die, that’s why we get high
life’s a b-tch and then you die, that’s why we get high
life’s a b-tch and then you die, that’s why we get high
’cause you never know when you’re gonna go
’cause you never know when you’re gonna go

[produced by: nitin randhawa]

- nitin randhawa

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