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letra de second best - realkidj

[verse 1: realkidj]
i don’t know where to begin
i got a couple caged demons in this spirit within
i got a couple close friends that are still listening
and there’s a couple loyal fans wondering where i been
i gotta keep locking in, keep talking my sh-t
make my flows go hard, cause you know i’m legit
gotta balance studies, chasing up the bag and my b-tch
i bring the satisfying feeling like you’re scratching an itch

[verse 2: realkidj]
friends said i could be big but n0body wants to hear me out
west mids boy, the place that no one gives a sh-t about
still n0body heard of me, you’re sleeping on my beats
gonna hear me in a couple years when i reach my peak
i’m not a wannabe vampire, yeah i’m just an alt kid
teachers tell me to calm down, but i don’t give a sh-t
i make my music for me, never played for the masses
people say they f-ck with it? i think they’re taking the p-ss
at sixteen i’m living dreams that people twice my age can’t
still don’t feel i get the praise that my other peers got
man i’m whining like a b-tch just to get recognition
not much of a rap listener, it doesn’t matter in the long run
i’m still second best

[verse 3: dbd34th]
death the kid n-gga
where the beat go n-gga? n-gga bring it back (yeah!)
all the goons in the back smoking all the finest crack
b-tch in that ass crack hit it when i’m h-rny
you’re boring your whole crew is lame y’all adore me
while i’m eating my steak your b-tch eating some porridge
starve that b-tch you know i’m finna record it
abort it f-ck the f-cking baby no way kid
death the kid crazy and i say bliss
i’m that n-gga that you miss
b-tch please put your hands down give a n-gga kiss on his lips till i had enough
f-ck that sh-t up where the cops at?
here i go pass me my gun and they run
dadadadadum
shot ‘em in they back and i laugh (ha ha ha!)
man your b-tch is on my d-ck ass fat
and the vodka give a n-gga shocker
give that sh-t shake it like a n-gga got maracas
i’m an imposter oh sh-t you know this you bogus
clown ass n-gga in the ocean i’m floating
remember me, you n-ggas don’t got st–ze
if i hit your b-tch is that b-tch gon’ breathe?
[bridge: realkidj]
no one listens to the lyrics til that sh-t could get you dead
now i’m getting cancelled for something that d34th the kid said
i don’t get follows from the underground pages
got the real fans back at home, but
it’s always “fluttershy” this, and “fluttershy” that
i’ve f-cking had enough of hearing about it, i left it in the past
but sh-t does time go fast, it’s like i’m racing the facts
it’s my time

[outro: realkidj]
man i’m stressing bout my sh-t are all my fans gonna f-ck with this?
i ain’t living up to no expectations, i’m producing all my own sh-t
i don’t like to self glaze, you’d know that if you brought the cd
gcses stressing me, they’re leaving me weak
i’m protecting my peace, practicing what i preach
can’t start beef with an artist that’s better than me
i like the west midlands scene, like credo and kimberlxy
they call me baby rimera even though i’m sixteen

- realkidj

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