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letra de mad about bars - shaker the baker

[part i]

[verse]
i used to trap lots in that sh-tty focus
cause it had a stash spot that they didn’t notice
them times there it was chicken or chips
late night mcd’s, filet-o-fish
hitting with the mac, that’s rigor mortis
laying on the roadside looking all stiff
man it all started with some little bullsh-t
now it’s yellow tape, crime scene, look at all this
went from little kids playing truth or dare
to my rubik’s business, moving squares
your day one friends start moving weird
now the sh-t’s escalating like moving stairs
now the ends ain’t the same and it’s hot as h-ll
i’m talking about the cops and the opps as well
mandem getting stabbed, getting shot as well
that’s why i’ve got waps and they’re not for sale
i’m in amsterdam in a sofitel
smoking loud, sipping chocomel
five star restaurants, eating lobster tail
my life story’s a mobster’s tale
i’m blind to the hate, only dough i see
she’s going blind on the date cause i’m so icy
heart’s so cold and my soul might freeze
i can understand now why you don’t like me
cause i was with your wifey in your flat
i was in your front room kicking back
i was in your bathroom p-ssing yak
and i was in your kitchen whipping crack
three-litre pyrex full of raw yayo
just grinning, wrist spinning like a tornado
i’ve got money put away, i need more play dough
still floor it when i see the ford mondeo
i had to tell the mandem “we’ve gotta dream bigger”
i don’t need a fake friend or a sneak disser
spent the last nine years screaming “free semi”
now imma spend the next six screamong “free dilla”
they call me el capitán, i’m the team skipper
i’ve got a very strong heart and a weak liver
if i ever make a promise then i deliver
and i still hit the roads for a free jibber
i’ve got man screaming at me “can you be quicker?”
but i can’t, i’m in a car with a green sticker
i’ve got money right now but i’ve been richer
been sicker, was a daily machine gripper
made a k!lling in london, jack ripper
crack whipper, call me the pack flipper
when i had the fl!ck shank i was a shank fl!cker
now i’ve got this big wap i’m a strap gripper
yak sipper, roll up a fat swisher
freestyle like my rap name’s mac miller
i’m still the ching cornerstone, i’m the trap pillar
always keep it one hundred like a caterpillar
rum sipper, drug dealer, grub giver
i lined up five bricks off of one picture
you’ve gotta show you’re hungry if you want dinner
went to meet a new plug with my snub spinner
last time i got bumped was a trust k!ller
you’re a bum l!cker, unzipper, suck d-cker
d-ck sucker, jokeman, call you chris tucker
always tryna watch man like you’re big brother
you ain’t ever met a g like me before
i cook that sh-t up and still keep it raw
see the rocks coming down like meteors
dna came back, i still beat the law
i wanna squeeze some br–sts, not squeeze the four
but they’re forcing my hand like a ouija board
draw me out then my swammy do a shooting
big boy russian like vladimir putin
big boy russian like wladimir klitschko
roll deep and my phone beats like diplo
no sleep, on the roads deep like fishgold
no neeks, couple o.g.’s on my encro
roleys, never go cheap but my wrist glows
o’s, keys, twenty-eight g’s, thirty-six o’s
[part ii]

[verse]
they go mad about my bars but i’m mad about my biz
i don’t brag about no cars, i brag about my liz
cause trapping out is hard, i was chatting to my bro
he just got thirteen years, now that’s a dad without his kids
that’s the kids without a dad, he did it for the bag
he did it so that they could have the sh-t he never had
but what you think they’d rather? money or a father?
and now they ain’t got either, this sh-t is h-lla sad
and i ain’t cried in a while, my heart’s feeling dead numb
i’ve forgot what it’s like, i just wanna shed one
one life, one shot like a paintgun
wish i had a time machine, so somebody invent one

- shaker the baker

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