letra de sir rapaløt - nø_øne
[chorus]
it’s a horse, not a ferrari (skrt)
blowin’ dust in yo’ face, not sayin’ sorry (nah)
eatin’ on some calamari (yum)
blackin’ out, my eyes lookin’ starry (bling blow)
back from medieval times (back)
sellin’ off my rhymes for dimes (cash)
sippin’ on mojito, i can taste the limes
i can taste the lies ’cause i’m that
[verse 1]
sly motherf-cker with a clean flow
racin’ through the forest, through the meadow
shootin’ writers down with my crossbow
not cross eyed, not bernstein’s son so
ridin’ straight, not g-y, not f-ggoto
playing these words like old hoes played me
not somethin’ to be proud of
but that’s experience to eat, sloppy joe
but that’s enough time spent though
don’t want no grey hairs ’cause i might look like an albino
feelin’ like this sh-t’s turning allegro
ridin’ faster than ever before
came to these new times like “hey!”, “what’s up!”, “h-llo!”
“that’s my prince on a white hose”
i ain’t no romeo
[chorus]
it’s a horse, not a ferrari (skrt)
blowin’ dust in yo’ face, not sayin’ sorry (nah)
eatin’ on some calamari (yum)
blackin’ out, my eyes lookin’ starry (bling blow)
back from medieval times (back)
sellin’ off my rhymes for dimes (cash)
sippin’ on mojito, i can taste the limes
i can taste the lies ’cause i’m that
[bridge]
young sir rapalot, young sir rapalot
ridin’ in a mustang, ridin’ in a yacht
only going up, call me an astronaut
young sir rapalot, young sir rapalot
[verse 2]
threw out all my pennies on a bullseye
gettin’ wasted, this new drink got me goin’ night night
cookin’ up with the crew, call it stir fry
used to eat the stew, now i’m in that sh-t
used to sword fight, now we moshin’
f-ck this new sh-t, not on that flossin’
this sh-t gon’ get you criss-crossing
medieval dances but armor we ain’t rockin’ though
we rolling
used to be on knight watch
now we thot patrolling
used to swipe and slash then i dash
now i just swipe right whippin’ in a foreign
with that cash
lil momma come shake that -ss
this that time machine gas
lil homie, p-ss that
i’m ’bout to go black like batman
[chorus]
it’s a horse, not a ferrari (skrt)
blowin’ dust in yo’ face, not sayin’ sorry (nah)
eatin’ on some calamari (yum)
blackin’ out, my eyes lookin’ starry (bling blow)
back from medieval times (back)
sellin’ off my rhymes for dimes (cash)
sippin’ on mojito, i can taste the limes
i can taste the lies ’cause i’m that
[bridge]
young sir rapalot, young sir rapalot
ridin’ in a mustang, ridin’ in a yacht
only going up, call me an astronaut
young sir rapalot, young sir rapalot
[outro]
breaking news tonight, rapper nø_øne has been spotted riding around times square on a horse screaming “i’m sir rapalot hoe”
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