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letra de lyrical lemonade - tragedy (rapper)

[intro]
yea it’s tragedy
we got thommed cruz in this b-tch
outworld, 1207worldwide sh-t
we in this m-th-f-cka

[verse 1: tragedy]
i’m sipping on lyrical lemonade cause i know that we’re gonna see better days
i just left san diego the other day, took my b-tch on a trip to the everglades
that new chain that you gave her was h-lla fake, had to throw it away like a hand grenade
give me that, your neck’s turning green
i run to that cash like flash from the justice league, ok
i hop to the cheese like ace, you can’t sit with me, ok
i’m covered in ice, i’m a freiza from dragonball z
last night we partied so hard i woke up and had my shirt off
i’m receiving a call: (h-llo?)
i’m waking up like who is she? woe is me
d-mn i knew i never should’ve touched that drink, i don’t think
tried to go to sleep just hoping it’s a dream
i got a text from ling ling, she said ”d-mn you did your thing”
i hit her back like “what you mean? i don’t remember anything”
another text, it’s from brii, she said i might be a daddy of three
d-mn… i should’ve wore a condom…

[verse 2: thommed cruz]
huh ? wait, look
i got a masterplan, smoking this monster pack
i got a masterplan, let’s get to the rackathanz
i got the juice, i been had the sauce, i been with the sh-t, aye
i got the power, i got the sauce, backwoods no cigz, aye
look, needles to balloons, i be poppin and sh-t
in the wind like oxygen is, ok, look
needles to balloons, i’m poppin lil b-tch and on my momma yea i been on my sh-t, got d-mn
i’m a confident n-gg, put respect on my d-ck
bring that check, if you checking on me, i don’t show id to a b-tch
and she just ran up some bandz and then put it in my hand
b-tch i’m thommed f-cking cruz and i ain’t your man, got d-mn

[verse 3: tragedy]
my b-tch make it bounce like some gelatin, your b-tch got an -ss like a skeleton
i got a bad b-tch from the netherlands and no i’m not talking about neverland
i be rapping so fast i need ritalin, i be going faster than a ceiling fan
and i’m a villain just like darth vader, i count my digits like a calculator
i never went to college but i still be stacking my dollars
thommed cruz w-ss hannin? come and get you a bottle
looking out for the homies but i be charging the models
f-ck all that lean and the pills that you’re popping, i be smoking gelato
i’m taking off just like a rocket, rpg
running the game like i’m rg3, run up on me you’ll be counting sheep
i don’t think you wanna play with me, this ain’t no m-th-f-ckin hide n’ seek
and no this isn’t mortal kombat but i will come and make a fatality
it’s tragedy!

- tragedy rapper

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