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letra de the hotspot - rakz & pacmantv

the hotspot lyrics
[part 1]

[intro]
you’re now locked in to pacmantv
glee, glee, glee, glee

[verse 1]
yo, bare man in the hood wanna rap about drill
but they ain’t on sh-t, ‘cah they probably get k!lled
i don’t know ’bout you but i know that i’m real
talk on my name, watch somethin’ get spilled
back then, i stepped with the stainless steel
i got my mans blood on my trainers still
said that i’m nuts, so they say that i’m ill
bipolar, but i don’t take my pills (sh-t)
and know me and pr-nto are the hardest
i don’t really listen to them man, regardless
most of these man in my hood, harmless
step on the block, sliders and pajamas
they don’t want me fresh home, but now i’m fresh home
your careers been tarnishеd
this b-tch tryna call me a gangster
b, i’m no gangster, i’m charmin’
ask that gyal how i gavе her a clartin’
so hard that i left her pum-pum fartin’
back then, i was living with martin
up in the farm, but i’ve never been farmin’
bando, mans cuttin’ and carvin’
sh-t then pop, i was refused to be starvin’
got dread locks and they’re swingin’ like tarzan
got locked up, i was sittin’ there laughin’
everyday, man i pray for my mother
free yp, that is my brother
free ganzy, man, that is my cuzzy
she don’t even know me, but she love me
everytime i phone up driller
he says “ring back”, ‘cah he’s busy in country
this pumpy is long like kris humphries
she’s s-xy, but the ig’s ugly
[part 2: produced by yvng finxssa & k4pel beats]

[intro]
be yourself man, don’t follow the crowd man
people get caught up
don’t get caught up, b
(yvng finxssa got the sauce)

[chorus]
i remember when i needed help
n0body would care, i had to feed myself
uh, don’t follow the crowd, go be yourself
i remember i didn’t believe myself, but bro told me to believe myself
now i look on tv and i see myself
started chasing my dreams myself

[verse]
i done so much crud on the landin’
the gov’s wouldn’t even let me leave the cell
i told the judge “go suck your mum”
i’ma do my time, i don’t need no bell
i went in with some golden skin
but when i touch road, i was feelin’ pale
she want’s a man that’s been in jail
there’s no way she could be my girl
this year, you’re tryna get rich
so how can you be so patient?
got gyallie on me, this ting looks sweet
i don’t know if she’s greek or asian
my man is a snitch, i see no statements
how could you be so blatant?
feds on me, have me relocated
living in three locations
them man love conversatin’
i just kick-back, mans observatin’
on the landin’, had a case outstanding
tryna see, now i chop my pagon
got a white ting, tryna act yardly
tell her “shut up man, you’re not jamaican”
i was locked up in a box of satan
in a box of satan
[chorus]
i remember when i needed help
n0body would care, i had to feed myself
uh, don’t follow the crowd, go be yourself
i remember i didn’t believe myself, but bro told me to believe myself
now i look on tv and i see myself
started chasing my dreams myself

[outro]
don’t follow the crowd, go be yourself
i remember i didn’t believe myself, but bro told me to believe myself
now i look on tv and i see myself

- rakz pacmantv

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