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letra de three men - prime (au)

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[intro: [?]]
“okay i got this now”

[scratches: dj hacksaw, purpose]
“i let you know—
i let you know, money, i don’t play”
“this is the final call for all rappers that wanna brawl”
“i let you know, money” “[?]”
“the wrong motherf-cker to diss”
“this is the final call for all rap” “suckers”
“i let you know, money, i don’t play”
“i’m the last head you should ever try to f-ck with”
(check me out now, check me out now) “i got you locked [?]”
[verse 1: purpose]
ellipses is the name (what?) purpose [?] ether (yeah)
these people keep on tryna bite their tongue to keep a secret
[?] please be seated
[?] bieber fever (haha)
[?] big money (yeah)
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see, this is the avenue i push my passion through (uh)
game time, this is that slamdunk off the alley-hoop
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[verse 2: raven]
i make sure everything remains pure
[?] press skip and pray for
something you can pay for and i think it’s a waste, y’all
listen to rav’s thoughts when he’s giving you way more
than these hacks that can’t be [?] chainsaw
they kick the d-mn bucket quick as enraged horses
[?] well, i’m skippin’ to stage four
[?] ’cause this is a brainstorm
you get hit with a gale-force wind, crippled by hail [?]
[?] blizzard like [?]
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[?] arrows
[?] scarecrows
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[?] comin’
[?] summer
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[verse 3: prime]
heard a dude say i was a gun
index poised for the [?]
more like a uzi, you get much more than noise when i’m spittin’
so if [?] on the road to success with some boys that are driven
you should probably try avoid the collision
if you still didn’t get me, disrespect me to battle then
crew’s on some bullsh-t? i wave the red rag at them
fools stop, period, whatever p-ssy challenging
you see it every month like billy madison on channel 10
i earned a few titles and i heard a few rivals
talkin’ sh-t behind my back like i was conceded
but if they’ve got what i haven’t and i’m not talking talent
and that’s all i ever see, it’s only right i believe it
[?] diss me but i didn’t need it, got put on trial but i beat it
they tried to write me off but i didn’t read it
man, i know they’ll be surprised when they see it but when the expectation’s
zero i am gotta try to exceed it
and it ain’t like all my rhymes are elitist, i mention size of my p-n-s
or say i’m lookin’ through the eyes of a g*nius
but if i say it in a line then i mean it
so if i say “f-ck you”, drop the mic, hit retire, and leave it
if i meet you, i’m probably gonna say what i think
why break the ice when i can just go straight through the rink?
nah, dude, don’t pay for that drink
act like an animal and live a wild life (wildlife) ’cause i’ma make you extinct
yeah, prime is the future, the reasonin’ that you’re the past
see me when your daughter asked if she can have my autograph
i’ma turn her down repeatedly if you’re the father
when she questions, you can tell her sheepishly that you’re the answer
keep telling the same story, i gotta laugh
you say you’ll always love hip-hop like you’re its bodyguard
what i’d rather do is make you talk on polygraph
[?] story got more holes than jason voorhees’ hockey mask
i want to put your wrist in a vice, grip [?] tight [?]
[?] five fingers are diced, twisted, and sliced
prevent you from ever gripping a mic to all your writtens are tight
because your hand’s in no condition to write
true story, anonymous internet b-tches aside
i can’t think of a time that i’ve ever been dissed in my life
i know there’s a bunch of kids that wanna p-ss on my hype
but they do it behind my back like they’ve been kissing my wife
ridiculous, right? i ain’t married, never been committed
like i plead insanity and was eventually acquitted
these rappers are o.j. simpson, people tellin’ me they did it
but they never really get that vital bit of evidence to fit it
and the guilt of every one of these defendants is a given
but these coward motherf-ckers too pathetic to admit it
it ain’t a verse, it’s a letter to my critics
and a medical prescription of your medicine, i drink it

[scratches: dj hacksaw]
“i let you know—
i let you know, money, i don’t play”
“this is the final call for all rappers that wanna brawl”
“i let you know, money” “[?]”
“the wrong motherf-cker to diss”
“this is the final call for all rap” “suckers”
“i let you know, money, i don’t play”
“i’m the last head you should ever try to f-ck with”

- prime au

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