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letra de no life - skrillraps

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i ain’t got no life yeah
put me on a mic lemme ride threw the night yeah
i won’t feel a’ight if i don’t start to write yeah
i cannot just lie down and try to recline yeah
i just keep on climbing , stoppin is like suicide yeah

i need a rest , but i ain’t a cop
i never stress only time i drop’s
when i trip or mess like a slip on chess
like you put some lube on a saggy breast

never second guess , get it on the first
and i reckon skets , all gon die from thirst
and ma weapon sets many dеaths on earth
and ma pen gon let all it’s thirst burst

i bе spellin dark with a c , cuz i’m flamin
so mush till i no longer c in the dark
i be sellin fakes the way they did to me , cuz i’m aimin
on c-nts who would throw me to sharks , yeah

i cannot lie down i could never well
i’m never well if it don’t start to rain
i cannot tie down ma snail to the sh-ll
it holds me back can’t go hard or insane
i ain’t got no life yeah
put me on a mic lemme ride threw the night yeah
i won’t feel a’ight if i don’t start to write yeah
i cannot just lie down and try to recline yeah
i just keep on climbing , stoppin is like suicide yeah

i’m – on a cyclone
last time was goin psycho
blast rhymes on time ma feist goes
so wild on mice i might go

extra crazy i fight hoes
to stay on point ballerina toes
seen a lady ma mic rose
and ma feist grows tsushima ghost

i never seen a hoe
that make me shaky like she before
that wake me daily just to see her show
her face and spray me wit a sweet cologne
that lady’s this rap sh-t

i know although i seem cappin
it ain’t like me to attack chicks
only tackle those wack wicked , trash sh-t lackin b-st-rds
i ain’t got no life yeah
put me on a mic lemme ride threw the night yeah
i won’t feel a’ight if i don’t start to write yeah
i cannot just lie down and try to recline yeah
i just keep on climbing , stoppin is like suicide yeah

in a relationship wit the mic
can’t handle long distance sh-t
can’t keep ma hands inline
can’t keep ma lost writtens hid

can’t keep ma hands to myself
i harass the mic and then i dip
can’t sleep a d-mn sec oh well
gotta jack the mic upcoming hits

i’m the next dawn
i’m the next on
i’m the chess god
you the best p-wn

i’m a hitman
k!ll a king then
i just swing by
get that check mate
i feel messed up
like an ex con
i feel blessed cuz
now ma ex gone

you a hitman ?
that’s some sh-t man
where yo hits tho?
why you left ey ?

it’s obvious lies
it’s obvious cap
it’s obvious tries
of gettin looked at

i’m endin these ties
who got me just tied
i wore it for style
not for suicide

they ask am i great
they ask if i’m right
pretend i’m okay
pretend i’m just fine

pretend i’m a’ight
i look at the mic
and then i realize
i ain’t got no life , yeah

i ain’t got no life yeah
put me on a mic lemme ride threw the night yeah
i won’t feel a’ight if i don’t start to write yeah
i cannot just lie down and try to recline yeah
i just keep on climbing , stoppin is like suicide yeah

- skrillraps

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