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letra de black bastard - rukahs the god

[verse]

i hate all y’all n-ggas like i’m an aryan
no remorse when destroying these tracks
and then bury em’
f-ck amends, f-ck forgiveness
when i’m holding this pen i’m just a sinner
i ain’t repentin’ for penship
i administer sinister rhymes
ding!
light bulb, but all my bright ideas turn dark when i black out
rukahs bout to act out a murder scene
for these rappers that never heard of me
allow me to give you a demonstration (certainly)
i’m a king ain’t no discussion
god created me not as a man but by his hand as a d-mn tool of destruction
i masquerade this mask as a statement and middle finger
like n-gga f-ck my looks just know i’m a d-mn g*nius!
g*nius?, a black b-st-rd
the pastor tried to save me
until i let him hear my mixtape and now he hates me
just robbed a dollar store in the same mask that i rapped in
then waived to surveillance
like is he crazy?, maybe
i kick -ss like donkey abuse
choose the hottest and i bet i body them like pilates
the truth hurts guess that’s why i’m so brutally honest
so why bother with the rap god, the lyrical monster, the rap tyrant
i’m not a poet i’m a prophet
trynna’ make a profit, with this grammar goin’ off of the top like george costanza
they scream illuminati but prolly’ the same n-ggas
who gon’ give up they soul for that brand new bugotti
pardon me did i say too much
well guess what i don’t give two f-cks
i make records like i’m guinness
knock down doors like jehovah witness, and now y’all bout to witness
jehovah k!ll sh-t in this business
i break ligaments
you beatin’ me is a fig-a-ment of your imagination
well if ya’ had any
i’m at ya’ rapper’s necks like an ascot
take a look what ya’ -ss got
an -ss whoopin’ from the rap god
the black b-st-rd!

- rukahs the god

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