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letra de clouds - skywalker (rapper)

[verse 1]
look
like 2pac, picture me rollin
i’m chasing after the green and my first stop probably crayola
want flying sh-t like in star wars
my patience shorter than yoda
got people who’s sleeping on me, haters stuck in a coma
but i don’t give a f-ck, i smoke and f-ck b-tches
and there’s more to life but n-gg-s talk about it
and really i just wanna be the best rapper and be the definition when n-gg-s talk about it
n-gg-s beat the bush, i never talk around it
i do it big till i can toss a mountain and if sky’s the limit then imma walk around it and be the only n-gg- that all the girls surrounding
it’s like, b-tch i was in band i play women and instruments
k!ll instrumentals and boy i got b-tches but that doesn’t matter
i’m like a dog catcher i filled up my kennels
n-gg-s be lying to get with these b-tches
y’all dirty mac homies, i feel like that’s snitching
my n-gg-s bloods and they k all they see so just know you gone die if you see like a witness and
i break down my weed then i oliver twist it like i’m charles d-ckens
don’t ask what i’m sipping, i stay with the henn, you would think i’m a chicken
these n-gg-s just say that they pimpin but b-tches say different admit it my n-gg- you simpin
you can’t even fake it, i can’t wait to make it
my patience is short as a haiku or midget
if she a dime and if she worth her time then i won’t be a goalie if she tryna kick it
i get applaused and you n-gg-s get crickets
all of you n-gg-s talk cheaper than cricket
we can’t be a couple cause that’s more than one and i wanna be single no more double digits
don’t think i’m just saying, i’m really not playing
i’m riding the bench in a game or a scrimmage i promise!
i go back like vintage, i’m no little homie to n-body n-gg-
i f-ck with myself like i’m not your apprentice and i’ll treat your -ss like a n-body n-gg-
and i’m like a show cause i’m so entertaining
my flow just like water, e-40 my n-gg-
keep minding your business, i’m minding my business but i don’t sip tea, i sip 40s my n-gg-
cause my n-gg-s bloods and we gory my n-gg-
i’m left handed writing my story my n-gg-
girls hear my name and they say that’s so raven but i don’t moonwalk em like cory my n-gg-, b-tch you ain’t slick
rip to my n-gg-, my brotha, my ridah, my k!lla, my hitta
look i’m just saying i’m gonna be famous like my name is amos
a pain in the -n-s
i’m gone!

i-i-i lied by the way just to let you know

[verse 2]
dumb b-tches be puppets and sh-t i don’t like it cause i’m not geppetto
i shoot for the stars even when i have s-x, i got a s-x pistol i pack it like rambo
know if we f-ckin then you gone be running and imma keep shooting won’t run out of ammo
b-tch i’ll be rich and i know it so picture me rollin like 2pac and i’m in a lambo
i feel like a villain i hate all these rappers i just wanna k!ll em, that’s murder conceal em
i spit like a dragon, turn beats into barbecue
eat while my n-gg-s see rappers i grill em
your n-gg- is corny he’s something like kettle
i see you excited pretending you mellow
know i’m skywalker, i’m higher than h-llo
your face is the sky and the stars are your freckles
i’m pinning you down on the bed like i wrestle
don’t need a helmet to know that you special
swag ain’t a problem although i got several
i got you open like toes in your sandals
i’m gone!

no, for real
for real this time, i’m gone
really flying up out of this m-th-f-cka
f-cking with yall
yall ain’t f-cking with me… yeah
hit em with that
you gotta hit em with the dry yeaaaaahh
yea
you gotta be dry

- skywalker rapper

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