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letra de cant handle - skater032894@gmail.com

i’m to hot to handle i’ll burn the whole house down not just melt the candle, smoke a joint roll a bowl snort a line sit back and forget about time relax the mind, enter this dream of mine, ever since the age of 9 i’ve had my eye on the green, not to long after that it was nothing but the dope and weed, but i’ve only ever been a fiend for the money wether it’s rolled up or big faces, and putting my d-ck in tight sp-ces, f-ck with me and you got the squad at ya door, comin in with pumps and fo fo, next on the list is the young money team y’all putting out that whack sh-t, especially drake i ain’t never heard of n-gga so fake, never mind i forgot about future, post malone, and lil yachty your a plastic shottie and i’m a mission for a bugatti, please just for sake of the next generation just retire, you got sick a beat but the words aren’t fire. i’m the judge the jury and the executioner, my lyrical flow is insane, my brain strikes fear and pain in your heart and vein, i’m gonna flow like a b-tterfly and sting like a bee like the great ali, you can’t stop me i’m at the next level, can’t got there though it’s cl-ssified, my b-tch and n-ggas the only ones down to ride, the thing these otha n-ggas forgot about was the fact of life. every song today sounds the same, not verse for verse but i’m gonna be the n-gga to put your career in a he-rs-, f-ck it maybe put you in a ditch and let the rest of the world make there b-tch let’s switch the subject i didn’t grow up the projects, or the hood, not even a city but i still know the realist rappers to be were 2pac and biggie, then there’s still eminem the realist mc to be alive. i’m a white boy born in cali, and grew up in the sticks. mom was home and dad was workin over seas. but i still lived on the street, been threw h-ll and back chasin the high, some nights just wishin id die. stealing from the ones i loved burning bridges leaving scars disappointing the ones that gave me stars. i’m lucky to be alive now i gotta a daughter and i’m able to provide, i’m a man and now i know who i am. i’m the next big thing cause now i know it ain’t about the fame and the fortune it’s about living the dream and doin what’s important. who cares about havin a car knowing everyone can’t afford it at least they know where there heart is. let’s switch lanes and stomp the gas, cut me off n-gga i’m whooping that -ss, now get out a pen and paper and join the rest of the cl-ss, deep breath and put the flame to the gl-ss. i’m to hot to handle ill burn the whole house down not just melt the candle. my creativity is like gravity out of this world i’m the next generation and i’m mr steal yo girl. take a ride in my mind and it’s like a tilt a whirl. but don’t worry can’t a single b-tch compare to my wife so don’t worry n-gga i won’t f-ck up yo life. just open your eyes and realize it’s pays to be unique with some originality but mix it up and keep it clean and keep your individuality this not a misconception it’s reality, of what life could be like if you were a real n-gga and not some wanna be like most the rap industry this day and age it’s a joke all you hear is the name of car, or some p-rno star, maybe homie or a fat -ss booty, they got metaphors and then drugs and wh0r-s, yeah some of its cool but you all lil boys sound like fools. learn how to flow like this im incredible it’s unbelievable it’s edible like this brownie eyes so low can’t see around me, got ice so cold it’ll creep down your spine and leave you blind inside while i k!ll the game with ease i shoot like a magnum no cease unstoppable like a natural disaster ahh sh-t i can’t even be found by nasa i’m sleeping in heavenly peace while you sleep to the sound of this nine go peep. double pump with the pistol squeeze breathless n-ggas can’t breathe. i’m to hot to handle i’ll burn the whole house down not just melt the candle

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