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letra de demi lovato - ruin your day

[verse 1: eddy i.]
yo, join a race dog it’s up to you
i’m john wick in this b-tch, means you get stuck with the number too
you’re f-cked if i’m coming through
that ain’t a threat, it’s a promise n-gga honest i got, time and not much to do
sometimes i get stuck in moods
online peeping comments about how i been only rhyming for a couple views and leave without a scuff or bruise
and even then i find it tough to choose
take the humble route or bust a fuse

[verse 2: chase moore]
ground-breaking never turning down, this gon’ make the ground shake
need some work i got a quick turnaround like about-face
sl!ck as a magician, quick to disappear without a trace
think evicting tenants how it got me feeling outta place
i’m on that eddy i. delgado
“dear gemini”, i really feel like el chapo
you ain’t finna roll up on us, you a stale fronto
i serve ‘em quicker than sh-ll tacos from del taco
i’m the boss so address me as the head honcho
demigod, i swear to god i wet ‘em like a poncho
667, one above the devil rep the motto
every hook’s a heroin injection wit’ demi lovato

[verse 3: esem]
pure dope this what the fiends copping
the young titan like a teen robin on the beat gliding like the green goblin
but i go spiderman and swing on ‘em if it’s beef wanted i put that stick to ya’ noodle, i don’t eat ramen
dropping heat often, even when i speak nonsense
this gift i carry ain’t a peace offering, please stop him
flow greazy so st–zy in my filas looking like some old yeezys
curls banging like i’m old jeezy
just wit’ a fresh taper
back in the town of where they kept scr-pers slapping head-bangers
they surrounded by these bread-chasers i’m a ends-maker not a med-taker
depression under control long as i get paper
[verse 4: frak]
leave room for jesus, got a slow song for ya’
then chase sample it and cook it watch the stovetop boil
who are you? jewish dude, so i know my lawyer
but peruvian too that’s why it’s all arroz con pollo, that’s why we
getting chicken like a church’s, see the light
while they disguising hater comments like it’s courteous advice
all the sh-t that you could do except for worry ‘bout my life
i did the dishes, did my laundry, even flirted wit’ ya’ wife
she had a 5’2” frame wit’ a hi-chew waist
yeah that body unreal i think she y2k
yeah we taking vodka shots no skyy blue taste
‘til i’m feeling lost yeah we pouring wild goose chase, chase
give me sp-ce, maybe, leave it open
we in reseda smoking, living la vida loca
why you reviewing my sh-t, b-tch you ain’t ebro
but take a second maybe take a breath and for a faint reflection try some deepak chopra, ah

[verse 5: lush one]
them boys raided my traphouse on a summer night
broken window got some glass all in my brother’s eye
almost left him blind as justice like it’s justified
almost cried even more than the day that hussle died
that was his second f, sh-t almost f-cked up his life
but then he had a son that rose to become his light
through life’s roller coasters he know that i’m gonna ride
five fingers up, b-tch f-ck any other sign
had to sit down and watch a traitor take the stand
let that white girl cook, i love the flavor bland
cocaína earthquake, yeah we shaking grams
not sean combs but every day we tryna make a band
the homie rezzie brought me up
never hated on me no matter who brought me up
taught me how to hustle how to earn a honest buck
playing catch me if you can until that day they lock me up
shorty got my bail bond, told me try this belt on
now i got her whip swinging like i’m simon belmont
up all night, it’s whole thangs that i slang
hit the slauson for them gold vampire fangs, it’s lush
[verse 6: fredo]
ls
i’ma take a stroll through the dark it’s scary
smoke a blunt wit’ emily ‘cause it’s popping mari-
-juana in my lungs walking wit’ the plug
tap ya’ jaw, [?], paint the altar wit’ ya’ blood
man who you talking to you scrub?
you soft as a nerf pass, and boring me
i got on a nurse mask, for the quarantine
first class overseas, i plucked my girl’s ass
off a orchard tree like a georgia peach it’s more for me
the more i live the more deceased, the more i live the more alive
feel i could live forever, man in me immortalized
that b-tch b-tt’ll fly, i go inside
she step to me wit’ a big tongue like jordan 5, who am i to hate?
they pressing me to drive, like a license plate
so, me from a year ago is simply night and day, yeah
massage the cow i create higher stakes
rolling good my escape’s smoking ‘woods fireplace let’s go

- ruin your day

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