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letra de my playground - skeamz

if you wanna play round welcome to my playground.(let’s play)
where i’m at’s a way down, jumping off wit my crown. (get em)
why don’t we play hind n’ seek, cops and robbers when we creep, (robbers)
your -ss better know the streets, you’ll never find me by the creek (look)
why don’t we look down bottom, freeze tag i caught em, (caught em)
toys out we brought em, no bb shot him. (shot him)
just like lords of the flies, put his -ss in the sky. (angel)
sure no rules i abide, recess over back inside, (game over)

verse 1
red rover i mean ranger rover with insane soldiers
robbing bank holders game’s over insert more quarters
drain cobras think my strains bolder use the force yoda
strange motor, when my brains sober, blow a supernova
kush aroma, a lucid coma, you king dethrone ya
miss your homie, this missile’s homing, atonement moment
you shoulda known it, i’m sick i’ve shown it, call this bonus
the sh-t i vomit i think my brain there’s something wrong with
jumping off of swing sets catapult the see-saw
p-ssy n-gga get wet, locked behind monkey bars
flexin in a jungle gym, f-ck a va state law
gotta earn your respect, we don’t think you go hard
thats no prob, if i starve, i’ll eat brods like coleslaw
all this d-mn gold on, i cuts yall, gold chainsaw
won’t break a sweat dog, hit my phone collect call
small bugs get stepped on, my skin made of teflon

verse 2
say uncle give up you punk, too many of us, man you sh-t out of luck
nose candy for sugar rush, t–th need a brush, kids just don’t give a f-ck
ciroc in my sippy cup, imma a grown up, food fight for my lunch
play tag and never get touched, f-ckin your crush, man she can’t get enough
that chopper pop hot, plank walk or play hopscotch
school of hard knocks, throw rocks, teachers don’t watch
the tree was broke with crutches, so i roll double dutches
hold hostages as grudges, you leak vanessa hudgens
think her cooch got coodies, if you score you losing
kush diesel be a sour mood that its choosing
pull the uz, bullets fly through now you oozing
whip it smooth, with your new boo, through your hood cruising
sng monopoly. fear mediocrity
take after prodigies loving hip-hop and its rhyming monotony
see feds and hit the slide, forensic my disguise
smoke mary j obliged, alive to be reprised

verse 3
call first captain, of rapping, so you pick after, though the laugher
i eat crackers, wit fans of packers, call her a b00bie trapper
kidnapper, and body sn-tcher, now your kid a b-st-rd
party crasher, purp p-sser, kitchen’ll serve faster
hit dat, don’t serve jack, spit it and form trappers
noosed rafters, close that chapter, phily the life after
got a funny vernacular
came attached ain’t the last of her
brain lapse and tracks occur
leave the booth like a m-ssacre
to my lungs i’m unsympathetic, and treat them like peasants
show them no credit, it’s sad but said it
don’t pose but photogenic, my blood flows cryogenic
defy the limits, prescribe the medics
i do this in sleep don’t even really notice it
how many flows i’d have to know to really show you this
finago cause i’m finna go and sh-t on chauvinists
you know tough sh-t on my turf is f-ckin over wit

- skeamz

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