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letra de rep da rap sweet - solace zeta

rep da rap sweet

[solace zeta]

verse 1:
the reigns was up-for-grabs/
on the rap, ask the people, they had too much-of-fads/
watch us crush-the-stag-/
-nant, malignant, un-equivalent compet-tion/
as we bump-&-listen/
pump-the-system/
while we dump the chump description/
uhn, it stumps by giving thumps in lumps to opposition/
rocks as it talks-to-citizens/
hits-’em-&/
chalks it up to tough discipline/
remembering/
fantastic cl-ssics/
gang starr, nas, wu, snoop-&-dre/
2pac, b.i.g., l, pun, oops-&-hey/
props to the 80’s-groups/
not these shady-troops/
behaving like simon grady’s-crazy-gluts/
(“you don’t remember me?”)/
i mean–ss/
(“you’re f-cking hilarious!”)
won’t let the scheme-last/
mega ill sk!lls like sega on the dreamcast/
and genesis/
went by zeta, now it’s solace/
as my artist-name/
devised and exercised how to get the smartest-game/
and the largest-gain/
even learned from the cold crush four war with furious-five/
caught the serious-vibe/
now mcs break out into curious-hives/
from exposure to the kraftwerk/
the closer with the kick -ss-smirk/
‘cause they doubt-the-grace/
will cause illness as we spill-this throughout-the-place…
)(i gotta show you somethin…no you ain’t showing me nothin’)(

hook:
[the hair on your shoulder-raises/
giving you chills colder-than-places/]
[where they pack-meat/
representing 3-0-3, 7-20, 9-70, the rap’s-sweet/]
[on the mic when delivered he’s to be considered an elite athlete/]
[no love for mcs that’s way past-weak/
huhn, they can kiss my -ss-cheek/]

verse 2:
colorado’s coming through, the grace-i-adorn/
live and direct what’d you expect from the place-i-was-born/
the smoothest groove is our att-tude/
so fly we amplify the amplitude/
all the same cause we train at high alt-tude/
hungry like grubbing-crews/shoveling-food/
got the appet-te to rap-it-right & run you out the building like the nuggets-do/
thuggish-who?/
naw, don’t say-jack or play-that, but f-ck-it-dude/
d-mn, you took-it the wrong-way/
look-at the booklet to see what the song-say/
here for a long-stay/
like magic the fabrics gain the rapid-weight/
out to fascinate/
foes i exacerbate/
only things they stimulate/
is themselves when they m-st-rbate/
hah, clever never fell-behind/
so follow-this, even astrologists say my stars are well-aligned…

[hook]

verse 3:
solace can make girls-grin/
sweep ’em off their feet in a whirlwind/
for lakewood to shine/
make-good on the rhymes/
like a match-stick or axe-kick to their face as the whack-spit/
snooty, p–py, booty-rap/
only hits they get is groupie-sn-tch/
catch the hoochie-clap/
from not wearing a coochie-hat/
oopsie-jack/
all jealous fellas cause real women are all, ‘who-be-that?’/
with the groovy-phat/
lyrics, selection like a movie-rack/
monumental potential like kool-g-rap/
infatuation with imagination like when snoopy-sat/
on the roof, juiced & played-red-baron/
see me in the spring with a shaved-head-wearing/
nuggets-jerseys/
you’d love-it-surely/
(“come on watch the birdie”)/
but before this ends-&-all-that/
do some major-good like shout out to my neighborhood by simms-&-colfax/
much love sending out grins-&-a-bowl-packed/
no need to let greed expend-the-whole-sack/
love humanity & win-its-soul-back/
just being wild-style-giddy/in the mile-high-city/
cause ladies can jock-&-squeal/
while i’m walking-heel/to toe on the flow talking-real/
so get the crisper picture as it hits-ya like a glockenspiel…

- solace zeta

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