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letra de 364 words in 1 rap - pavin suakham

[intro: pavin suakham]
take it from top no drop everybody not gonna fail this like my midterm test
in school i had no rest just a normal kid not a beast but i desire to be the best i rap till i’m dead!

[verse 1: pavin suakham]
pavin on the track you prolly know me, well yes i rap it lighting speed insanely fast
faster than your mother when she was heartbroken by your father dumb-dumbass milk grabbing dad
all these money, all the cash, all these views hundred mil, better check my income real consistant still
i don’t focus or fuss with anyone ’cause all i wanna freakin do is k!ll k!ll k!ll k!ll and i dont еven chill
hook up with ya sis last night eating sizzlers shе said she wanna twerk for that fast cash
oh the steep roads i’m paving kids and babies, they love my stupid fast rap
shake it up, shake it off shake it fast make it rain when it comes to money oh yes dont deny i’m asian satan, face it
me my homies out in south west ph-ket poking your mom till she have fun sucks socks in heaven
really laughing with all my cash on da jet and my belt with the fish that i see in my seaside submarine
i’m loving this beat gonna rip it apart so catch now kids just take a f-cking seat
now take this song put it on ya playlist and listen on the road trip and even when you take a p-ss happily
verb to be all the girls come inside my face they said they want money but i say f-ck u b-tch

[verse 2: pavin suakham]
at this point the health minister better monitor the kids who listen to my rap rap rap rap
teasing them so hard my lyrics like a fart feeling like lighting when i zap snap snapchat
i’m the real deal here i ain’t faking sh-t, this is just a song i don’t really mean to diss but i hate them motherf-cking kids who think they can rap who act like pr-ck ungrateful b-tchy d-cks and the people who think they’re king but they’re not it, holy sh-t this beat is sick

[chorus: pavin suakham]
now smell my breath through the screen
my daddy likes to whip me
364 words a minute hope youre f-cking happy
now i’m gonna tell my kids all about the rapping
how the h-ll did i just do that i thought i was cheating
this violin’s amazing not gon’ lie to ya-ah
society is lying, i’m all of your fathers
[outro: pavin suakham]
i’m the f-cking real y’all all are just faker fakers
i’m keep doing this until i’m on seven figures when i get a father figure i’m gon brag him to y’all
come battle me cause i know i ain’t gon fall
self made dumbass playing dolls look how successful i gone
my neighbor called the cops on me he thought i was crazy
turned on, he was on weed hallucinating in city
by the beach and the sea while the sun falls slowly
no matter how much you try you can’t get rid of me
i’ma keep up the grind up until my face, is all you see

- pavin suakham

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