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letra de opening act - reble

[verse]
f-ck them mediocres at the back, you a snowball
got too many probs, f-ck your phone calls
you ain’t really got nothing to prove, f-ck your idols
i’m a jaintia making moves, i’m a tribal
b-tch, if the mass knows me
guess i ain’t low key
everybody mad i’m on a high note, see
believe what i utter
preach like no other
see through the bluffer
me, i’m a prodigy
i ain’t giving no f-cks
f-ck a diss track, b-tch, i wouldn’t diss back if i got it from a p-ssy like you
b-tches with no drive think they got the wider vision, listen, you ain’t really got the rare view
i’m winter, every season ice cold
when i’m speaking, i don’t want nonе of you b-tches up close
you thought i was just a side show?
wеll, i think the critics might know
i do it best, i’m at the crest
i’ve resurrect, please this is too ease
b-tch, i go beast on the beat
cease to retreat, we on the lead
i’m of a breed rare
but they venerate clones
you wait till you discover how to gravitate the mass, then you gain traction (they call it attraction)
know that’s sh-t i don’t consider, you ain’t even gotta ask, that ain’t satisfaction (nah)
b-tch with a dumb brain
so mundane and bleak like a monday
i put an end to the weak, bl–dy sunday
can’t unsay, you should’ve known it’s a one way
no sunray, make it rain like monsoon
k!ll like cyanide, no cartoon
you can see the end when i come through

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