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letra de graveyard shift/mushmouth - reuben vincent

[verse 1]
they say the truth won’t be televised,aslong as earth where i reside
these commercial dude is prolly gonna get genocide
hear them gems in mine, no diamonds but the thangs ice
rhymes fresher then old spice colder then an octob night
pour your sprite purp or not, i’m bout to give you that water
that flow, that b-tter, these pigs, most definately gonna get slaughtered
i’m sorry charlotte but i had to do it
the webs its at now and wacks is going down in the sewage
it’s pollution they turn to ruin they decay
game funny like deray,better go tell ya deejay
to play me more truth is what he say & she say
trynna run my race like man forget a relay
this is black excellence, when it come to writing we be the boys
i’m an arthur and these stanza ain’t lost like small toys
kilt the fly on the wall cause he was all up in my business
same ones around trynna stop you from gettin it

[bridge]
tell me who gon take me out? when i got the power you can never devour
tell me who gon take my shine? i know the game & you gon know my name
tell me who want war with i? ain’t no compet-tion i’ve been kinda winnin
tell me who gon feel my pain? i put in these verses man ive been working that!

[hook]
graveyardddd shift(i put in these verses man ive been working that!)
(x4)

[verse 2]
no! now they ain’t gon put me out the discussion
since a youngin i’ve been ripping can’t say i haven’t came from nothing
heard you bluffin on them records but this is what they wanted
something to bounce up in the whip when they grindin for that money
examine the beats autopsy, while giving you the bell palsy
this right here breaks tyson and easily knocks rocky
they say i really toke a shot with this one my mouth is a shotty
i never run out of ammo never drainin from body
im giving yall a break from tights leggings and the dances
dabbins , and tweets and disses tooking from ig cannons
its all boxed in all this fake beef its just a propaganda
all these cats fights and claws like they last name was santa
aw man nim just ranting yo what am i saying
since the game is backwards its redrum on your name
bobby brown nose is in these rhymes man its full of that cane
that dope sk!lls and real, the t-tle i need sutstain
uh, flow got a sprinkle to it , cleaner then kids bop music
and when it spit it’s not average let’s say my rapping is more like mucus
some people will say i’ll lose it but same cats get stuck clueless
im stillmatic , so there’s all eyes on me and my blueprint
uh, african bambata papa met my momma
now umma make sure i get dollas cause imma chief rocka
making moves to the bahamas when i start counting profit
but my lips gonna be smiling most important object
they say you humble and c-cky and you is pure
they said you made things vivid with it it getting blurred
they use to say go home roger you so immature
pun intended , but now those same girls is insecure
so i can i say the one they thought would be last finish first
i guess you can say that i was really puttin in the work
i was taking shots for my chance like 2012 dirk
novitski , took the heat out my imma let those words burn
never left my own lane look man i’m a leader
it’s funny cause they say my flow dusty like a beeper
but yall stuff is recycled like a rusty tin can
mess around with this crack no gl-ss then you get turn to sand
incert the jams and excert these pop stars
i pop bars no strings attached no rock stars
walking these streets nike jacket my armor
sk!lls cut like a barber over years i got sharper

transition : mushmouth

[verse]
yo yo yo yall can’t stand right here
in his right hand is ya mans worst nightmare
make you catch bright glare, uh, straight from the gods & heavens feel like pac on against all odds
you can’t mess with my squad we not deep but we powerful
its crazy “im too fly” to waste my time trynna devour you
so hold up let me spread my wings
yall get battered in this beef cause yall is like kidlings
and how you gon tell me being real dont make cents
and if dissentious matter brothas whats ya argument
try to find me the poo platter but my taste is above
need that silver spoon but won’t be lookin like alfonso & stuff
im a fresh prince philin this beat with a p-ssion
aslong as the banks comin imma be gettin the ashleys
she love them franklins but i just smile like kirk
and make my way back to the thing i call work
cause shortys like kat stacks will come for the cat stacks
but these friskies can’t get me im eating and thats facts
we taking off yo chain and yo hat im fitted so snapback
we sit and hear yo tracks and be like phh man that’s wack
and i ain’t never gon have nightmares untill i fall
cause in my head this was meant to be this was god call
so you better watch your tone before i press end
because im done conversating with yall but yall still gotta get the message

[hook]
but most of yall really can’t talk that talk
& it just make me wanna laugh
ive been peepin i’ve been quiet for so long now you dude gon feel my wrath
(x2)

cmon!

- reuben vincent

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