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letra de what you in for - ro-b. z., zymic & cody wasabi

[intro: ro-b. z.]
hallelujah, fresh meat!
some new faces to share this
this f-cking jail cell with
what you in for?

[verse 1: cody wasabi]
what i’m in for? running ‘round, stabbing walmart shoppers with a sharp sword
while i’m getting away, i’m thinking about going back for an encore
went to 7-eleven for a slurpee, cookies, and some nachos
walked up to the register, and pulled out a double barrel
told ‘em, “give me all the guapo!” (gimme it!)
“any sudden movements, i’mma let the hollows fly and knock your taco”
they handed me the money, now i’m driving to the jewelry store
for a couple shiny chains to hypnotize all the wh0res
walked in, pulled it out like a streaker
i told ‘em run the jewels and close his eyes, and count to-
f-ck! i got shot in the shoulder, then i duck
a lady in the back of the store, i didn’t know what was up
she thought i died, but i got up, shot her three times and hit her in the dome
i ran out while hearing the owner yell and scream that i did his daughter wrong
i’m running fast as i can, but i feel myself getting weaker
blood spilling out with every movement i make
put a fork in this n-gga, ‘cause i’m cooked like steak
if i die, then i died, i learned to accept my fate
i stopped running and fell to the ground
craving death like a hot dinner plate
i closed my eyes, antic-p-ting the afterlife place
but i woke up in a cell, sitting next to a crazy dude and a school shooter
i should instigate a fight to see who is more brutal
nevermind, all i gotta ask is-
[interlude 1: cody wasabi]
what you in for?
really, tell me, what you in for?

[verse 2: zymic]
i’m in it ‘cause i heard the track and i decided war
k!lling everything, ain’t taking time to go and hide the corpse
told the prison guards, “i don’t care, and i’ll go fire more”
and all this fire stored got me stuck behind these iron doors
yeah, i change the styles, but i’ll never change
yeah, i got that better aim, all rivals disintegrate
them rats make me celebrate, chuck e cheese
saving animals’ songs, i’m a vet, okay?
y’all just bumping into yourself, like a mirror maze
i got no regrets, you’re hopeless yet
i’m k!lling everything i put my focus at, i’m loaded, set
i won’t confess nothing that i did, you can’t know just yet
i’m cranking up my engine, lil’ boy, this that soldier set
i’mma have to pass the word that you can’t enter these
your message is limited, like a phone with a minute fee
y’all just saying the same thing, y’all be npc’s, yeah
lil bro was corny, so i got his girl to envy me
and it was meant to be, i’m the mvp
you can’t stop me, nah, ‘cause n0body will end the streak
that’s how the inmates be, connected, nat
give me my chips and make ‘em lay, you know he been wavy
i’m fed, no government, but y’all rappers are placed in buffets
to tell all them boys, “get out the way, get away from my face”
n0body here is coming over to be taking my place
i’m always sticking to the sheet like i’m papier-mâché’d
[interlude 2: ro-b. z.]
cute, but that’s nothing
let me tell you my story real quick

[verse 3: ro-b. z.]
you see, i shed the blood for jesus, i think christ is a piru
so what the f-ck christ would do equates to what the f-ck i do
if a b-tch gon’ cross my line, i tie him up in a tight noose
cause it’s an eye for an eye, and i am one who take life too
somebody accused me falsely, so i slapped him like a b-tch
then offered to forgive him if he went and zipped his lips
he chose to be enemies, so i found out where he lived
and made the flight down to his city to make him pay for what he did
pulled up to his city, found his car, he was on a date
spending daddy’s money to impress his b-tch so he’d get laid
but the truth is, out of uni, i know where he work at every summer
he scoop horsesh-t on a ranch to save face and say that he work harder
all the money in the world, and he spread lies for validation
but karma is a b-tch; that night, i was the one who gave it
i snuck in the back of his car to catch ‘em lacking when they came back later
then i did him and his b-tch like melly did sakchaser
so now you know why i got this id on my wristband
‘cause vengeance ambidextrous, in the way that it switch hands
he sought his in the courts, i sought mine at a d-ck’s end
and the glock don’t lie, the devil now use him as a toothpick when he grin
truth is, you teach a kid to hate, and when he grow up, he gon’ show you examples
you lay the blueprint, he build the place, and there’s a special door for the devil
all my life, i was drilled to pray away my passion, i needed to be repentful
till i realized it was a sin if it taught me to be resentful
of the other side, but i’m out of time
i’m filled with hate inside my mind, the devil pries
and now i got a friend with a couple .9s, that’ll take ur life
and as soon as i’m released to see outside, i’ll ring his line like-
[interlude 3: ro-b. z.]
oh sh-t, i think that’s my lawyer calling me
gimme a second, y’all, i’ll be right back

[verse 4: ro-b. z.]
who the f-ck want static? i’ll run interference on your signal
and be petty as a b-tch, you aim for spots that i hit before
f-ck a comment, i’ll take a mac and shoot the hands of it’s author
cause it’s f-ck a mask, i’ll beat your game and live the life that you dream for
i don’t let nothing talk me down, skeem, that’s a b-tch move
so give me 5 years, and i’ll show you the life you could have lived, dude
and f-ck a gatekeeper deciding what topics i shouldn’t spit to
i could rap about guns and bars, and watch my mama feast on rich food
to the rest, y’all share the type to copy em with the prayer signs
hop off his d-ck, and stop copping his pen for your bare rhymes
where the f-ck’s your flair? y’all manufactured along the same lines
used to be rice and jake, now it’s the knox, luke, vin jay types
d-mn, who the f-ck is next? f-ck american politics
y’all turn a deaf ear against the people to turn your dollars to commas
send division along the masses to keep your power in hand
america’s destruction the only way this story gon’ end
so f-ck your god, f-ck your guns, and f-ck american pride
we should send a shooter to the capitol to claim all your lives
we should shoot the children, k!ll the babies, citizens sterilize
and trump and biden can get shot with an american .9
i’m a hypocrite; advocate for peace, strive for the war
that’s why i call my fans the legion, ‘cause we ready to score
a hit on anybody; pull the f-ck up, we ready for more
and you can rewind the track to see how i contradict in this verse
zymic the automatic, cody the bullet, i’m the one who shoots it
i spit a bar and trauma dump, and my verses still go stupid
spit sick when we bag it, this code you ain’t fluent, we get won from spewing
we split bars, cause our cash weigh tons
amber heard, the way you losing all your cash flow
i have too much exp from dealing with you assh0l-s
i’ve been way too nice, maybe i should let the gat blow
turn the gun on kin and other and watch their vision go black
no, no, no, i won’t grant you mercy, i will strike you down like anakin in the sand
that’s what happens when you go against me or my fam
‘cause between loyalty and rage, i struggle, that’s the battle within
k!ll the men, the women, the children, but protect all my friends
i guess the reason why i’m in here is because i let my beast out its cage
and my troubled soul reflected in my troubled ways
but f-ck it, i’d rather let my beast out anyway
so when the art of rxge drop, i wish for more enemies by the day
f-ck!

- ro b z zymic cody wasabi

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