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letra de high off life (freestyle) - rain910

[verse 1]
fiends kicking game, bic’s fl!cking the glass pipe
mixed b-tches pick stitching the fl!cks from last night
caught up in the fast life, if we crash together
bet the memories we patched together last forever
i’m nothing like these other lyricists
i’m the mirror image of my nemesis
you ever had beef with a n-gga just like you?
sn-tching kids up is something that they just might do?
but i step right to, any action, gats in palm
questions, asking, nah, i react with harm
my faction moves like assassins, with hearts colder than the aspens
my mask is on, who want it? i hear a lot of talk ’bout who the king is
but seem insecure when they see me out mingling
you can’t be frank white with issa rae vibes
not to mention, i eat on this side
i got trap spots where they grandma stay
send a hit, sitting up sipping grandma yay
f-ck peace, i define anarchy
i get to drumming, send a whole band ya’ll way
when the fifth lifts and flares, it sounds like kicks and snares
no sit-downs can fix this here
who’s really the best rapper since b.i.g ain’t here?
i don’t know what else to say if this ain’t clear
in a game full of weirdos this sh-t ain’t fair
’cause i can see they smiles but sense they fear
like a buddhist monk in the temple practicing peace
mastering stillness while trapping the beast
rapping this realness, i’m black as can be
eight shots in the back from these cracker police
who knew the backyard was worse than these hazardous streets
please don’t march in peace if it happens to me
burn the city down, pick a precinct, let off fifty rounds
point pumps at politicians ’till trump sit it down
this is power to me, you beefing with rappers
i’m battling the powers that be
i don’t give a f-ck about who got colourful hair
i don’t give a f-ck about what cars coming through here
i don’t give a f-ck about your funny looking chain or what rapper b-tch is giving a rapper n-gga brain
i’m kaepernick testing out my catalytic range
adding vision while none of my mannerisms change
look, i was raised on the avenue of shame
where n-ggas resort to gun battles for a name
it’s hard out here and i pray for a stronger year but i don’t pray to the god ya’ll fear
i meditate ’till i’m sitting with the ancestors
with no words take directions from the hand gestures
like a plane landing, on a strange planet
where the waters pure, and the lands fresher
my n-gga, keep dreaming, why are you having these thoughts shopping in neimans
with an h&m hood on, like everything is all good dawg
we spending money with demons
yeah i’m out in the field and i’m competing
ask anyone with the squad, i am a g*nius
alhamdulillah, i run through ’em all, win lose or draw, i define what creed is
my life was rocky once, i just took the steps on this rocky run
’till we reach real wealth i will not be done
and while i’m shining the brightest i will not be sonned
the real problem is ya’ll preaching black excellence
but practicing black negligence
please clean up your house before you let us in
wipe your feet then decide who you’re stepping with
i’m the livest and the wisest to do it
and with every line i am improving
by myself i am a movement
see you never had friend like me i’m the one you should try to be true with
pretty women all around me loving how i maneuver
mesmerized by the diamonds while i’m tryna purse her
new ma’s with dark skin and blue eyes telling me i’m the new nas
esko-no but lets go tho
i’m more like the first rain cut from the cloth maybe but aw baby i’m bout to get off crazy
i’m bout to go all shady, i’m bout to get all jay z
i’m bout to go all pac-ish, and not to get off topic, i’m bout to let off rockets
pop at who alls popping, its not that they not hot
just feel we need more options, look
we catching more cases, we gon’ need more cochran’s
i’m on tour shopping, in the mall mobbing, in any city without checking in, you think we stressing n-gga check again
the way i’m dressing should be stepping in somebodies fashion show, what you asking for, huh?
a little motivation, cellini watches with the frozen faces, they bet against me but they throwing aces
these lil n-ggas need to know they places, before i put em in it or put em somewhere they gon’ have to dig em
k-9’s gon’ have to sniff em, find ’em by the mystic river, sh-t is getting realer, thriller
goons and goblins, groomed for robbing
could do dancehall as rude as i’ve been
more fire, sire to these peasants
a hustler, a present to the addicts in my presence
i’m getting open while its closing
and picking off whoever you said was chosen

- rain910

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