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letra de t.r.o.y. - the great outdoors

[verse 1: dave the raptor]
i’m the st–zy -ss n-gga that you heard about
peezy here, giant -ss feet and a dirty mouth
bet you heard a bunch of jive sh-t through the word and mouth
but i’m just a skinny -ss n-gga from the dirty south
‘side in philadelphia where n-ggas take envying over helping you
i ruin sh-t for you and your homies f-cking jabronies man
i hate ’em, man i swear that i hate ’em
f-cking amazing i just blaze it, chill and try to erase them with this eraser man
i’m tired of the lying ’bout being flyer then toxicated
times are changing and i’m just sitting back and contemplating
how these rap n-ggas can making rapping so complicated
rap is what i’m saving, beats it what i’m raping
but i tend to throw pills back and k!ll raps
and kick it with hoes with more curves then hot wheels tracks
i’m not a murderer but i k!ll raps and any f-ggot i come across that i feel is whack
i’m not buying it, leaving you n-ggas sobbing and crying
thats what happens when you rap n-ggas get from tigers to lions n-gga
walk into the great out, plotting on the stink out
when me and my homies and tenderomies are eating takeout

[verse 2: dizzy santana]
she saved all the chit-chat, i thought you have guns that go cl!ck-clack, forget that, she sweeter then a kit-kat
swagger on a bar cool, fresher then a tic tac
i spit crack, to keep these shawtys grabbing where my d-ck at
grab the microphone and get b-tch slapped

- the great outdoors

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