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letra de blow up - ryan morelli

[verse 1: ryan morelli]
take all of my lyrics, chew them up and spit them out
man, i got that human spirit and i’m trying to let it out
silly syllables, similes, simulating memories
glock pop and a jaw drop for all of my enemies
you at a red light and i just p-ssed go
dawg, you just an opener and i’m the whole d-mn show
mixing, mashing, fixing, mastering, this and that and listen back
the world is gonna miss this track
i’m in a chair just sitting back
skipping school to write my rhymes
don’t think it’s cool, i just need time
speed it up till you can’t follow
got you hanging on every vowel
every word that’s off my tongue
like some beer i got you drunk
man you stink just like a skunk
got your girl up in my bunk
obsessively questioning this progressive success of me
feel it’s excessive, but try to think more expressively
man, sometimes i think this rap will be the fricking death of me
i can’t help it if all these girls are thinking of me s-xually
blinding, flying, finding timing
i’ve struck gold, i’m f-cking mining
do it all, but i’m not trying
to the top i think i’m climbing
just give me a few more bars
i don’t care ’bout fancy cars
all your music; it means nothing
cause you’re always needing something
write down all these rhymes and i spit them on the first take
my sound is unheard of like f-cking on the first date
man, it is my birthday
d-mn, i got that wordplay
how many people here feel me? let me take a survey
this is twisted, lifted, vivid
rated “r” i am restricted
got that flow you cannot mimic
past the sky there is no limit
i don’t need a hook, no man, i don’t need a chorus
pedal to the medal, speed it up, just watch me floor it
i could save this song or release it as a single
man, your flow is awkward like online christian mingle
scribble little riddles, get your attention like a whistle
blissful giggles sniffled, turn around just like a swivel
trying to get inspired, but somehow i’m always tired
gotta connect the wires to attain what is desired
spitting like i chew tobacco watch me get out from the shadows
lighter fluid, gas cans, bruce wayne; i’m batman
take it back; i’m bruce lee
all your raps amuse me
don’t try to abuse me
you’re cruising for a bruising
going with my instincts
know my flow is distinct
got that justin timberlake, my studio is -nsync
start it over nine times
writing all these fine lines
got more flavor than a pop machine you found at five guys
see me in the lime light
just make sure my time’s write
run around your wife like three d-mn blind mice
i put you in the hospital
tubes up in your nostrils
you can look, but you can’t touch you see it with your optical

[outro: cameron leventis & (kaliber beats)]
they forgot my ketchup again (boom, boom, boom)
yo give me that napkin man (bing, bing, bing)
ayo, f-ck it, i don’t need no mustard, i don’t need no sh-t
all i need you to do is go out, by the new album coming out (wak, wak, wak)
that’s why i’m playing you get this jiggy boy poster in there with the left nipple coming out and a hairy dime, you know what i’m saying?
love y’all, eat a chip doe (wicka, wicka, boop)

- ryan morelli

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