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letra de silicone - smoke one rap vibe

[verse 1: mosh]
all these people look like everybody else
stupid b-tches dumb as f-ck, fake injections in their b-tt
your lips look as big as my d-ck
a robot, got no soul, hope you’re feeling like sh-t
i never felt like all the other peeps
mother f-cker, no respect until i got the beats
oh, now people want to love me? i don’t want it, keep
people want stuff they can’t get, it don’t make sense to me…
but i do that too
i want so many things, f-cking you by the pool
but i’ll save that for another date
i know i’ll make it, not a psychic i just make my fate
yeah, i’ll save that for another date
i know i’ll make it, not like most cause they be acting fake
general population is so lost
copying everyone else, b-tch you’re the boss
of your own life

[bridge: mosh]
people are so fake
i don’t need anyone but myself so let’s take
a trip
let’s forget all the bullsh-t here
off f-ck sh-t so my metal state is clear
and people are so fake
i don’t need anyone but myself so let’s take
a trip
let’s forget all the bullsh-t here
i f-ck sh-t so my metal state is clear b-tch!

[verse 2: peace, the keeper]
i saw a couple ken dolls at the mall
with their women full of plastic, tax brackets full of stall
bottoms painted red but f-ck it. it made them tall
to look down on the clowns who invested it all
i’ve seen many mannequins
i work retail
plenty posers in my past, i’ll leave out the detail
he sees we’re on the rise, too high, the f-ck is our low?
a piece of pie he didn’t help bake?
it’s our hoe
no friends, i got fam, there is a difference
when it comes to this rap sh-t you’re an acquaintance in it
i won’t stop until the b-ss has quitted
and my -ss is on the papers with the paper in it
plastic b-st-rds need to pack it, luda out the way
copy’s move it to their sh-t but only truth is here to stay
they sign contracts with dud rockets for some change
i mean how many “petty waps” have covered on a mag?
the reality is…
fake titties exist
plastic -sses are in
and all the barbies are friends
brats have big heads
silicone eyelids, and they’re too blind to see the ignorance in botox grins

[verse 3: lawrence mulrooney]
f-ck, f-ck, f-ck
live inside a dump truck
pouring mud like a muck causing ruckus in a dumpster
beat on the walls ’till the beat is installed
never falling for the p-ssy, no, i am a gunner
breaking down walls, made it to another summer
the eighth wonder getting bread like smuckers
toast and b-tter, i roast and i smother
see me leave the beat bleeding underneath the covers

[bridge: mosh]

- smoke one rap vibe

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