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letra de setback - one minute

[verse]

i don’t rap to prove a point
i only rap to raise a point
so please n-ggas stop misinterpreting my thoughts
i agree i have mistakes, it’s only cause i’m not god
but i created these n-ggas, like genesis the first
my n-gga said i’m a father to that dead baby, and i asked him are you sure?
i do send my condolences to the mother, but she didn’t have to act like your wh0re
am i hardcore? sorry if you like me soft
it’s only that, i’m tired of those who take my goodness as my weak spot
i’m a 6-feet corpse, laying there with a cold heart n-ggas always hate behind my back, and i wonder why?
to beef with me my n-gga it’s not healthy
you might find yourself, flying on the hospital bed with no appendix
usian bolt of words, i’m all about lyrical fitness
k!lling them with long range, sniper shots no kidding
it’s bars after bars, d-mn, i feel like i’m in prison
doing 27 with my n-gga nelson
it’s been so long, i’ve been on mind oppression
it’s time i got my freedom
don’t act as a trampoline, or else you’ll get jumped
these rappers, they’re like an omnibus. they all repeat the same sh-t
king, like kwesta. i think it’s time, i wrote a f-cken speech
i teach, i preach
and y’all, it’s potential which you can’t f-cken reach!

[bridge]

most people gonna ask questions like
“why does he become so heartless”?
like. “why is he like this, why is he like that”?

[verse]

i’m like, f-ck your q’s and comments!
i’m speaking my mind, is it a crime to speak what you really feel inside?
indeed i’m savage, i got no time for your nonsense
hate me, if you hate me, i’m just being honest
should i remind ya?! i am savage
and i’ll never die, even if you bury me 6-feet underground
i’ll forever live inside a coffin
i spit knowledge, talking some sense to these young n-ggas brains
what is the use of having sight, with no vision?
whereas a blind man, is full of wisdom and f-cken teachings
they wanna see me trap, making music for them which is gonna help em, f-cken dance
but, i rather feed thoughts, and touch hearts
be on some vampire diaries sh-t, and rip em out
busy selling fake hopes, like its election time
they say money over b-tches. respect over fame
cause rap, it’s my hobby
i’m not rapping to get paid. do you feel it my g?
i got no time for your games, busy talking sh-t
whereas you know that, you’re lame
your sk!ll, doesn’t even match your f-cken age
you know why??
amnesia, your brain is so skinny. that you can’t even save a picture
food for thoughts, transplant
cause i touch hearts, sentimental, with no rnb but hip hop
i butcher them, as if i’m cadillacs & the dinosaur
forgive me lord, for k!lling them
but i had to show em, who was the the real god
the only son, of yours
passion for rap, this is my feedback (my feedback)
that, this is nothing. only a setback

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