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letra de undeniable - reeco $wanklord

(intro)

(verse 1: reeco $wanklord)
uh, up all night, obsessed with this curse that im blessed with
bruh, i’m a stain in the game so watch who you mess with
in other words, i ain’t coming out easy so take six, or better yet
take a seat boy and take this lesson
lil’ billy boy, uppity jumping and out of line, at the wrong sign, “c-walking” and throwing signs
some n-ggas seen him, couldn’t believe it, like is he blind, too late to realize, when a tear drops out his eye
he was slipping, bullets all through his stomach and break his spine, his mama there and crying and looking up to the sky
screaming why, oh why ,why like why’d he have to die, thats the world we in n-gga ain’t no one gone testify
cause you shy, huh, or maybe you unaware, why every other country see ‘merica, then they stare
and see us as animals, like we walking around feet bare, some got thousands of jordans, but can barely afford healthcare, uh
im looking out the window like a movie and sh-t, heard your life flash when you hearing that moving clip
real sh-t, been a while since i heard of that real spit, having ignorants p-ss out from all of my realness
murdering mc’s with words from my ill lips, every line a steal tip, and every verse a sick brick
ill, dope is two words you can use to describe him, puffin the medicine you did or didn’t prescribe him
deciding to bump the system the system’s designing, the lies lye with lions, who eat us for defying
the lies they lye in, and laugh at us for trying, shoot past exceeding whatever the sky’s in
veins out of his strained arm, late night with a brain storm, been bitten a couple times, got more than one fang scar
spit it real, spit it raw, ’til i’m hopping out flamed cars and sitting at famed bars, with millionaire vein stars

(hook: reeco $wanklord)
yeah ,uh huh, its undeniable
uh huh, yeah, yeah its undeniable
yeah, uh huh, its undeniable
uh huh,yeah, yeah its undeniable

(verse 2: reeco $wanklord)
godly flow n-gga, i’m feeling like i’m immortal
i rip through this f-cking portal to take you back to a time
before bow wow had cornrows, there was 2pac at stores so
bet my combat far from mortal, whatchu labels want my soul for, yeah
avoiding being that cliche southern rapper, that only spit the same sh-t about having guns
in the back of they car
i mean i love my money and hoes for a fact, but godd-mn you gotta say it on every track
but whatever lets get back to this rap, i roll my joints so long i roll em in christmas wrap
thats a fact, lil n-gga, im gettin lifted like i’m leaving this earth, this purp work, have me spitting these verbs like earl sweatshirt
verses, murk it, feeling this beat, i’m feeling perfect, n-gga working these verses is worth it
soon to have me at shows spitting vocals, more talent than you have seen through either lens of bifocals
til then im your n0ble local stoner, my flow get colder, i’m rappers over head with boulders, antonym i also smoulder
i’m smoking more leaves than you would find in late october, my b-tch still got h-lla curves your b-tch like a highway poster
swank doesn’t exist in time, i’m infinite, im a flow god n-gga even my p-ss is symphonic, i only sound better, yall sound worse getting intricate
amount of -ss whoopings you’ll get from me is unlimited
i spit this sh-t immaculate, yo i’m never gon’ stop, and even once i reach the top ima still give it all that i’ve got
til im, wit ferg and rocky and we puffing on propane, ima still give my heart and sweat and leave it on the page, n-gga

(hook)

- reeco wanklord

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