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letra de untitled 2 - the daaryl

verse 1:

been a minute so let me get it
my barz are hard as platinum is
and god i got raps infinite
this ain’t nothing new
to a guy who got his back ripped in
and when
the blunt came to him the homie just said na skip him
but i flipped the script and now i’m going
showing nillas who flowing 50k golden
i’ll mow you down in one motion
i
flow like the ocean
vast like the atlantic
i bomb the instrumental
you know how i taliban it
and even when i got a cold i still be rhyming hot
ain’t lying ain’t no days off when you climbing to the top
or when you tryna buy a yacht
or give your dime a diamond watch
so i been eyeing the minds of a higher notch
who said the mayans knew time was designed to stop
and uh
who told the scientists climate rising to hot
they think i’m blind so i have to go an devise a plot
they caging minds so we have to go in and blight the lock
ya never know if ya homie gon’ roll like el caminos
rap game tony montana i move my sound like kilos
marijuana we wanna wonder up in a cloud like steelo
spit the full clip and know me i’ll drop ya down and reload
sw-nk sw-nk
can’t stomach me i ain’t average
i’m sick as toxic amoebas make nillas wanna take aspirin
wait wait
i’m coming back and i’m laughing
i’m floating of the fire that’s coming blazing no dragon
yeah ya know i got the
flame like waka flocka
my pen ink magma my writings dripping in lava
i ain’t lying when i say i’ma go the enola g-y
and drop a bomb upon these nillas that’s gunna blow em away
and i ain’t bout’ karate kicking
i kick the rhymes i’ve written
nillas often be soften off of the songs i drop to k!llem
me and raps an odd collision
but yo i got a mission
drop sh-t in the studio more than the pot i p-ss in

verse 2:

ok
wit no brain i got to spit it
like a m-th-f-cka’ on cocaine
i got no limits
when i get the writtens kickin i
lose my mind
m-ssacre h-lla tracks should have me be doing time
rap yo sh-t stack yo chips
have a h-ll of a time
cause this life don’t come by quant-ty
quality is the grind
said i’m gods soldier
fighting for a new world composure
cause every nilla evil remember them words i wrote ya
i’m trucking like tacomas go opposite of a sofa i
shine like supernovas gon’ blow it up like i told ya
we clear?
three years
i’m calling it that’s my tops
prepare it i’m crawling up to the top
it’s the new
new world order reforming the rapping norms
i’ll
tell these nillas whats actually going on
how innocence getting bombed by u.s. deceptacons
blowing up buildings til’ everybody is gone
f-ck em f-ck em
approach the situation harder
gotta have a couple martyrs
to finish up what was started
that’s clear
i’m here
i’m k!lling em with the barz and so i
go home an create these nillas a coffin
social medias really get fakers g-ssing
get off twitter stop checking yo interactions
maybe try a little backflip or something to get you active
cause this planet just inhabit some fuccery in the m-sses it’s crazy
the congress promise us progress
but all they do is nonsense while coming up on a profit
while i’m
tryna make it right
tryna do some good
don’t help when gangsters only fighting for they hood
no one sees it the bigger picture let words depict it
the human race
headed down a short that’s cryptic
we all aware that’s kinda what got me twisted
that’s got me rhyming consistent
its got me flying the distance
cause i
refute to die
with corporate business in tie
they been
making millions by setting whats good aside
so i’m flipping a thousands lines and i’m minus 2 that’s 11
my bro is tevin til’ i turn 97
and i’m in heaven
but this ain’t nothing ain’t changing the world with music
all we need another ‘merican revolution to do it
weed, liquor considered to be a nuisance
but i’ma open ya mind while i rap under the influence
they say
“keeping’ it real ain’t nothing”
nillas talk bout real
but really they dont’ know nothing
you really wanna be real
really just stop the fronting
cause real recognize real not real recognize stunting
yeah yeah
and try to top me nilla
these c-cky nillas gon’ get it i’m rapping’s rocky nilla
gon’ try to stop me nilla
you gon’ have to glock me nilla
you gon’ have to pop me, 2pac me like i’m a oxy nilla
they say
keep it a hunnid’ ten dimes
fucc these nillas i’m a hunnid’ times nine
i’m that midwest meet new york
that chi-town to newport
that kendrick that biggie that 2pac that too short
that mc eiht
that em meet drake
that m-th-f-ckin’ meek milly that m-th-f-ckin’ wale
that m-th-f-ckin’ bad-ss that m-th-f-ckin’ rozay
that m-th-f-ckin’ pete rock to that m-th-f-cka’ named jay
i’m that nilla from the ds that’s covering all the angles
the real rap god start bowing down at my ankles
i got the tool that can penetrate ya medulla
and help me stacking a couple million pesos
it got me spinning rhythem on the nillas like tornadoes
and got my reasons
looking forward the hottest season i wait for
i can achieve it
anything milky way hold
i plan to stand for something til’ the day i get my halo
i’m gone

- the daaryl

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