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letra de gunior freestyle - roy kunk lug

[verse 1: roy kunk lug & lil yungdad]
i’m distinctly different
rhyming bars with b-tches
crazy, crazy
foolin’ everybody
foolin’, foolin’, foolin’ everybody
cigarette stashin’, p-ssy b-tches making money
f-ck a phony b-tch, i f-ck her over twenty times a hundred
praising my mom for watching back
never made a hunnid stack in my life but i like to rap
you can diss me on track if you think i can’t attack
i’ll f-ck your b-tch, that’ll be my diss, how’s that, how’s that, how’s that?
’cause in a land before time, in a land before i rhymed
i was stomping b-tches
now they making clones of me in petri dishes
hand on the bible and i pray for y’all forgiveness
now you’re hating on me, i’m just tryna purify your sickness
now i’m balling in the center field, you busy playing mascot
reinventing mixes like i’m k-dot out in mask off
you’re coming at the death star, brace for impact, it’s a trap, stop

[verse 2: lil yungdad & roy kunk lug]
feel like erron black in these times with a mask on
you steady droppin’ tacks while i’m out here dropping caltrops
down, back, 3 and over time, it’s fatality
buy a call on me as i triple up my salary
stockin’ up cds and when i drop you won’t get rid of me
climbing out your screen, bringing verses to reality
i’m aiming at your knees so there’s no need to take no casualties
approaching inning nine so now i’m calling roy to close for me
catch me on the sticks, 2k20 in this b-tch
future gm thriving heavy in this sh-t, i’m legit
i’m a beast, i don’t think that’s hard to see
i can’t breathe, choking on emotion, that’s just me
you should prolly take a seat
i get p-ssed, i imagine going crazy with my fists
wish i had an excuse to f-ck up people that i ain’t like for sh-t
there’s a couple motherf-ckers i wouldn’t hesitate to clip
i feel like tony soprano, sad as f-ck but tough as sh-t

- roy kunk lug

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