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letra de rip davey j - pqr

verse 2 [pfoles]

lil bill’s songs are like a camry, mine are a range rover
i’ll do to you what i did to young nic, make your career over
i guess today isn’t your lucky day, for you there’s no four leaf clover
my rhymes are bullets i’m a shooter pop pop i’m kyle korver

you’re trying to start a rap revolution, this is the resistance
my lyrics are explosive, you best keep your distance
we’ve earned what we have not satisfied with simply a mere existence
we stuck around in the studio hitting the tracks hard persistence

you don’t have to go to a third world country to see suffering
first world problems, another youtube video buffering
gold chains, gold rings, gold watches, cufflinks
lil bill can you tell me what that was which you were muttering?
something about producer problems, well you should be shutting it
when you think of the people who are forced to be running it
dirt roads, old jeeps, with their engines sputtering
lil bill what was that that you were muttering
ravaging entire villages, all the villagers, gunning them
middle cl-ss citizens turn their heads away shunning them
to speak of these living conditions in disbelief i’d be stststuttering
but seriously what were those problems which you were muttering?
while they lie on the ground still alive, gutting them
while you sit in your warm home eating biscuits, b-tter them
they stand in front of makeshift shooting squads shuffling
please lil bill i know it must be important what you were muttering

you probably don’t understand half my words, give you a dictionary
using descriptive language like i’m drawing paintings in pictionary
i speak for the people, no bias, nonfiction commentary
when i say pqr put your career in the rap cemetery

you probably thought i was done, but i’m not finished though
you could k!ll me, but my rhymes would last forever, eternal flow
pull up a chair, make some popcorn if you want to see a show
i’m a rap bomb, i’ve been ticking for a while you’re about to see me blow

the government told me to end your career, a court order
you’ll be a mcdonald’s, wendy’s, burger king cook, short order
keep this career you’ll be scr-pping for every coin, a penny h–rder
see you listen to this, turn stiff as death, rigor mortis
put this diss down as rap murder episode of law and order
thinking outside the box, extending the rap borders
you’re so ugly young nic’s girl don’t want you, you can’t afford her
i’m like kanye and jay z, yeezus and tom forder
spit your raps on the street begging p-sserby “can you spare a quarter?”
lil bill’s a girl, maybe her teachers should’ve taught her
there’s no promises in life lil jill, n0body can -ssure her
dropping bombs on this track, get in your foxhole, another mortar

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- pqr

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