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letra de bar guage (outro) - soul da god

[verse 1]
y’all n-ggas act tough on socials
but in real life, y’all n-ggas soft as jello
me? my sh-t hard like i’m constipated
y’all get mashed like mellow
i’m sick, dawg, we non-related, the timing of our rhyming ain’t common, plus this woman claim his son the greatest!
yeah, they say life teaches lessons, so i gradually became a man of class
now i’m so yayo!
yeah, i’m dope, see, and your pops ain’t know sh-t ’bout rap, so f-ck being a og
when i go ’round like a tornado and i f-cking train a dad like i’m with tobago
yeah, you wanna battle me, you worm?
advice you pullout like p-rn’ cause i told you morons i grab the cattle by the h-rn ’cause i do this sh-t for sports like it’s rodeo
i wrap it up around your head
yeah, but i’m clean i don’t do rags, but still off the top, aiming at your back in a flash with no camera, just a snapback
so, f-ck with me, sissy, and i’ma make it sound like i maybe on the edge of a cliff making a round of applause and it echoes, ’cause you definitely gon’ get a clapback
yeah, i’m genghis khan, winning all his wars
i came with guns, k!lling all the broads
i shame these punks, my fame is on
my game is bomb, my pain is gone
i wait, then i take any opportunity like a bait, but dang, you can’t tame the don!
i’m from a city where they prey on predators, help the needy, give ’em a hand like reading biometrics, but we barely see it as a biggy only just a mere favor
i’m the apex, the best that did it, my art is the heart of the streets and when it beats, i walk around with no protection needed like some latex
yeah, you’re no thug, you talk “9/11”, but my n-gga, it has nothing to do with guns

[verse 2]
i’m blazing like hot coal, i’m shady; the god flow
i hope time permits you to dig these bars like like renovating a pub, bro!
rappers got no guts, no intestines
no b-lls, not with testes
i got gold bars, all with message
i put my city on the map,straight out illy with a rap
i wrote my first bars, when i was barely 12
scared of being average, man, i nearly fell off the grid, but i stayed focused
said if it took all i got, then i’ma die trying
the sky is the limit, then i prayed over
i don’t care if n-ggas done this before me
i’m here to shine, i’m taking over like say hova
n-ggas been washed up really but it’s not a pool, i’m the piston
i love a hater, but if anything greater, must be a kind of tool in the kitchen!
i’m a lyrical psycho, like no other rapper, ask michael from my high school
i used to make cyphers, off top no biros
and hey, i’m the best
these rappers don’t test, they treat me patiently with care, like aids my flows go viral
i’m coming for the throne, this is my time
come in my way i’m aiming for the dome, till i’m all over the globe like insects when it’s night time
yeah, i smothered these rappers, i slaughtered these trappers
i ordered you backwards, i murdered you after an hour
you cowards can’t fathom the power behind my knowledge ’cause you sour
better know i’m on the brink a something gigantic
get that into your cranium, let that sink like the titanic
let my name ring like it’s a bell, let it sing like miss adele, or a bird when it spread its wings
you sleeping on me, you better be a hot chick with your legs split
and f-ck growing up without my father, it made me harder now every instrumental i come across is going to a he-rs-, because it’s a deadbeat

get your sh-t together like a soakaway and be humble
it’s your boy, soul, from i’ll city
f-ck a peace treaty, i’m blessed like i’m ill sneezing!

[outro]
i just made that up

- soul da god

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