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letra de egyptian cotton - prez harris

[verse]
this one the realest flows i ever spit
all of this excellence is effortless, it’s evident
this melanin, just make ’em jealous and, they can’t contain
it’s like the blacker the berry, sweeter the prejudice
forever relevant, i stutter step but never hesitant
cross right to left and drop the president
bet they ain’t never dropping prez again
i drop this fire periodic so you know i’m in my element
this elephant is taking up sp-ce, i must address
life’s become a popular race, i must confess
but can we all go back to just doing what we do best
cause having a famous president ain’t gone clean up this mess
though i almost rather have lil pump than lil trump (esket-t!)
even ed van halen a be a jump
cause every time a black man speak he gotta tweet
i probably raise my fist and he flinch, like a lil chump (black power)
black business, it’s black hour
if you ain’t with it today, get matt lauer’d
forever harlem shaking on stage, not like baauer, like mike bow or
got special delivery that’s why they scoff at me
keep it blunt i put these beats where the coffin be
awfully often better check the discography
half the rappers say they sick couldn’t cough with me
the other half they just off of lean, awfully awful
claim they out the rough but got wonderful golf scores, got a sub par flow
if i’m in the booth then i’m bringing some charcoal
product of environment but changing my barcode, new car flow (skkrt)
these streets is icy be careful who you let slide up on you (skkrt)
lots of people say they riding for you
but once you out of gas, in different company, they out here lying on you
no obliging just verizon for you, well hey
i ain’t no novice to the switch up
don’t sprint back to me like can you hear me now just pick up, nah
they try to get you on the front end or back end
i rather figure out the code keep my money full stacking
that’s why i’m back in
with the know how, extra profound
in history, my words will go down, i’ll pimp a pr-noun
they just told me she need mo rounds, it’s getting cold out
need fire in these streets that golden state couldn’t blow out, wait
cause really ain’t n-body near me though
the closest one i 619 like rey mysterio
so come and see me for yo burial
then we have a party next door i’m telling parables
b-mping state of the union all through the stereo
they be listening like ooh thats lit (that’s lit)
like the package ugly they just look like who rap this
no label we on twitter tryna bootstrap this
dope dreams

but didn’t i tell you that
and if you love me better show me don’t just tell me that
cause people talking but they phony, didn’t i tell you that
(for real)
didn’t i tell you that
they just asked me for my soul said they’d sell me rap
said you can’t make it on yo own, ooh don’t tell me that
(for real)
don’t tell me that

- prez harris

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