letra de dfwm - pubmuffy & faded
i’m the realest in the game don’t f-ck with me
n—a i rap hmc don’t f-ck with me
yeah i’m from fadeville don’t f-ck with me
the city o’ street life don’t f-ck with it
i’m the realest in the game don’t f-ck with me
n—a i rap hmc don’t f-ck with me
yeah i’m from fadeville don’t f-ck with me
the city o’ street life don’t f-ck with it
(no, no, no, no!)
don’t pray for me, don’t pray for me, don’t pray for me
don’t pray for me, i know a n—a got sins but don’t pray for me
i know a n—a got sins but don’t pray for me
don’t, don’t pray for me
i’m a cold muhf-cker be very afraid
okay, i’m schooling n—as, teaching y’all to behave
my rap is like a movie, real n—as relate
i’m gon’ fight for the rap game, till they dig me a grave
11 n—as on my hit-list, you the 1 on the other side
should i raise my middle finger? and stand for the south-side?
the only time i’m on my knees is when i pray for my n—as
my sweat, heart and soul yeah i’ma die for my n—a
this one goes out to all the autotunists, these f-cken dushbags ain’t sh-t without a reverb
i know i gotta watch what i say and how i speak
i got young stars looking out to me
call this one the “after cl-ss” and let me say how i feel
my love for music ain’t gon’ change, that’s foreal
see this rap music made me everything i be
i do teach a cl-ss cause these streets, ain’t for everyone
i’m the realest in the game don’t f-ck with me
n—a i rap hmc don’t f-ck with me
yeah i’m from fadeville don’t f-ck with me
the city o’ street life don’t f-ck with it
i’m the realest in the game don’t f-ck with me
n—a i rap hmc don’t f-ck with me
yeah i’m from fadeville don’t f-ck with me
the city o’ street life don’t f-ck with it
(h-llo!)
(t’s done)
h-ll to the no! to this rap you just a mole
how did i get so f-cking hot, since is my home
i’m big ama tell you how e ain’t small
so i’ll come and hit all
this my jungle, what you doing in my spot?
i be playing all your roles
n—a come closer, what you doing over there?
this’a power circle, what you doing in the corner
all my n—as soldiers, yeah they always got me covered
man you n—as nannies
man they always got me cornered in a winner’s circle
when a n—as chase a dream, man these n—as shamble
i’ma cat in the house, man this dogs scrabble
it’s suicide when they open yeah it’s murciélago
can’t’ brag about money when my fans feel struggle
can’t brag about your watch when your hands, all they do is nimble
to catch feelings when we talk about you n—a wasup? it’s fadeville in the building yeah n—a wasup?
i’m the realest in the game don’t f-ck with me
n—a i rap hmc don’t f-ck with me
yeah i’m from fadeville don’t f-ck with me
the city o’ street life don’t f-ck with it
i’m the realest in the game don’t f-ck with me
n—a i rap hmc don’t f-ck with me
yeah i’m from fadeville don’t f-ck with me
the city o’ street life don’t f-ck with it
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