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letra de your lie - pandaraps

[verse 1]
i can paint an image in an instant like a polaroid picture
make a mural out of noise and curdoroys with no zipper
push a porta-potty over with a pig inside the p-sser
watch the red and blues flash and scream, “you never gonna get me”
it ain’t that hard [?] which
you spit an eight bar, you spit a sixteen, still out did you
and you ain’t ever gonna outdo me, i clown around
but you ain’t ever gonna outdo me
get out of town, i’m glory bound
that’s a story with no edit, you corny
you pretty cute but you’re boring
with no message, you’re snoring
you don’t get it, eight dope
but don’t fret it
’cause i’m doper than the dope which you smoke with no strеssin’
eat a feast with no blessin’ and finish in four seconds
could bе chillin’ where it’s negative three, no cold sweatin’
no guessin’ and no askin’ for reassurance
i’m a master of my craft, seatin’ the drafts to all my verses, man

[chorus]
you ain’t gotta see what this is
nah, go ahead, you can live out your lie
i said you ain’t gotta see what this is
nah, go ahead, you could live out your lie
i’m the dollar in the dream, i’m the sh-t
you’s a b-tch with a timid design
i said you ain’t gotta see what this is
nah, go ahead, you could live out your lie
[verse 2]
no question, i am the answer
and master of spoutin’ stansas and verses without rehersal
you poutin’ and spittin’ blanchin’, i’m pouncin’, i’m playin’ panther
these mcs is tony dancer, who’s the boss?
only answer is me
you tired, cancer, you dyin’
i spread like cancer, disease
level infectous or no gamblin’ with no fate and pro rambler
c-section the rap game
give birth to styles that be passing you past lames
who bitin’ my rap flame
[?] gettin’ burned by the heat emitted
i’m a beast, ain’t no need to scrimage
i’ll take your feast and pillage your village
tell the people and the children you the weakest cat in the rap game
i’m scaling buildings, like-
i’m superman, no kryptonite in sight
screamin’, “f-ck you lowest lames tryna keep up with my hype”
movin’ faster than a speeding bullet aiming for your life
i’m the type to make you start thinkin’ twice for your top five
like, who’s the illest comin’ up? pass the mic
raise the bar with every passing ball that i [bright?]
i pass the ball but instead, i’m at the bar on bar rotime
drinkin’ bombay ’til i lose my sight, like
[chorus]
you ain’t gotta see what this is
nah, go ahead, you can live out your lie
i said you ain’t gotta see what this is
nah, go ahead, you could live out your lie
i’m the dollar in the dream, i’m the sh-t
you’s a b-tch with a timid design
i said you ain’t gotta see what this is
nah, go ahead, you could live out your lie

- pandaraps

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