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letra de one with the horns - sir soaked

[intro]
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[verse 1: sir soaked]
“you ain’t got no lyrics, s” man, stop it
make your sentences make some sense, no common
agh! my apologies, sorry if that line was trash
but i got more that’ll cut through you like glass
i skip levels ’cause i’m on another level
dropped the best album ever but i ain’t willin’ to settle
“i got better tracks than you!” man, bogus
where’s all your swagger at? man, focus
i’m keeping this short, not wasting time
committed to rapping like my life is on the line
“making bangers is illegal!” guess i’m doing time
stop rapping about guns, you ain’t did no crime
i’m sick of all the cap rap, saying you got racks
when you’re struggling to get just half that bag
so come on, homie, tell me what’s good
everything, man! it’s all good in my hood

[verse 2: mr. menace]
verbal exercise, lyrically i get next to guys
chase ’em away like vultures and the pesticides
exercise my minds just like a sit-up
i can make a crowd of a million just wanna get up
and yell, and do all that stuff that you do
when hip-hop is the feelin’ that runs through you
all of y’all are small, microscopic, talkin’ all that junk
you need to stop it, you really not stoppin’
the richardson gang, bang all in your face
burn like mace to the open eyes, it’s no surprise
that we rockin’, hip-hoppin’, non-stoppin’
lyrically that i be droppin’ all of y’all
you small like ants, this yo last chance to understand
this the new plan, lightning bolt like shazam
on every track i’m on, mr. menace is the man
[verse 3: sir soaked]
have you considered selling dope on the streets
’cause you gotta make ends meet
and you don’t got nothing to eat?
i haven’t, i seen it with my very eyes
made me think, “yo, i gotta be that guy”
and take it in his hands, carry the whole family
sir soaked’s come up, i’ll never forget the memory
’cause when you see me playin’ future hits on stage
you better not forget where it all started, mane
to all the women i cheated on, i’m sorry
just lettin’ y’all know that was the old me
so if you wanna link up, you can just call me
don’t sell drugs but let’s get it crackin’
finally blowin’ up and it was bound to happen
everybody gon’ be gettin’ lit to this song
in the club, they’ll be sayin’, “play that one with the h-rns!”

- sir soaked

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