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letra de datway - rumr

[hook: mugen styles]
i could smack yo face down
into the f-cking ground
but…
i don’t wanna do you dat way
no
i don’t wanna do you dat way

i could run a bag up
f-ck up these motherf-ckers day
but
i don’t wanna do it dat way
no
i don’t wanna do it dat way

[verse 1: mugen styles]
you can keep all of the clout and the fame
i don’t play games
i’m changing faces of fake ones to rakes
and scr-ping up leaves with they t–th
this is the fall of all who claim to ball
we saw you dawg
you missing the layups and all
you can’t even stay up past 12
you probably f-ck with the 12
we done been raised in h-ll
i trust my scale to sell
i gotta pay the bills
i need my focus on what i can build
feel like i made the bail
way that these bars
been moving themselves
strength like a gator tail
baby i cater well
hercules, lil 90s baby
i saved the bell (belle)
[verse 2: ric da vinci]
i could jump right in or just peel it back
i could levitate when you hold me down these bars been jetpacks
i could stop working form setbacks
now i go back to my set with jetlag
i could stop anytime i want but i won’t
i could listen to advice to grow up, adult
i could tell ‘em any moment i’mma blow
but i know they only gonna blow it like a nintendo 64 control
and i’mma lose control
i’mma lose my soul
i’mma lose a sole and miss a step
i’mma loosen up and lose yourself that been my only marshall law
compared to my ten your an ate
no need to get p-ssed on
verbal ammo in this pistol
i’m p-ssed off
my pain in the stitch
connect the cut, like bristol
i could slow down but i got the momentum
in your direction like a missile
yeah, i won’t miss ya

[verse 3: j-r3d]
i could really k!ll a n-gga
i’ll pull the trigga’
shots like i’m liquor pop at your liver
drop your dead body off inna river
flow is snow cold i ef up you cinnas
i’m a real king
i ain’t talkin’ bout simba
y’all be lyin’ and sh-tty like litta
i leave a big scar cut out your whole litta
best in the mc
that is not loki
h-lla’vo threat to the miek
k!ll the birdy (meep meep)
started wit a vision then i chef’d in the pot
i shocked wit precision had their head on a bob
i maw i pierce my sting like a wasp
when i get furious i don’t ever nick
i buck at your cap and blow off your brim
y’all better duck cuz silvers comin’ quick
[hook: mugen styles]
i could smack yo face down
into the f-cking ground
but
i don’t wanna do you dat way
no
i don’t wanna do you dat way

i could run a bag up
f-ck up these motherf-ckers day
but
i don’t wanna do it dat way
no
i don’t wanna do it dat way

- rumr

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