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letra de bygones - trey coachman

[chorus]
i’m the reason why they fear
always up in there ear
face covered with tears
and i’m right here

[verse 1:]
most can’t stomach the thought
that i caught what most of these boys bought
but they only let it rot well i got the real mccoy
k!lljoys that’s what they all are, trying to buy raw sk!ll
but the lack of knowledge and reason
show that i’m the only one that still k!lls
when it comes to being original on these beats
better then these wanna be west coast freaks
while i hand something over better then these midwest beats
that they try to eat
dang, they they think they great great
i say say they can’t even go cray cray
they will be cautious what the cost is
so i don’t make them nausea with this coming up project
to obliterate these wannabes
across the 7 seas
by any means is me
with retro speed
exampling the means
of what it means to be
free of the ways off society
but dismiss that, ’cause the past facts
don’t determine what they do
in the future, that’s only me
to succeed in this art that they missed to barf on
i’m k!lling the vocals of these freaks faster than them in a closed garage with the car on
bygones is the t-tle that they will answer to
a hamster with cancer will always get more respect from me
then i’ll ever give to insult these corny backside rappers
don’t even dare to dream of dissin’ this
then wake up and apologize to the so crisp
dapper rapper that i am
don’t make me murk ya, ’cause we know that i can
deteriorate your face at a rate that can make your own breathe won’t resonate on your ear drum
your run ran short and i’m gonna ensure that it will never come

[chorus:]
i’m the reason why they fear
always up in there ear
face covered with tears
and i’m right here

what’s your reason, don’t have one
for rapping, come on son
put down, your crayons
just quit, and be done

[verse 2:]
remember electrons from primary school
that’s the size of your street cred divided by sk!ll
i’m informally inviting you to run for the hills
’cause we see, your cr-p brought you to an imp-sse
yet your still blind, your one of a kind
let’s rewind and try to fix your initial wrong doing of thinking to rap
i’ll rather have pigeons start spooling and standing tons of cr-p on my lap
then listen another time of you rhyming too to too, i’ll snap
crackle and pop you into infinity and beyond
from tons and tons of sonorous bars
you lack strength in this, you’re so weak
never ask me for a hook, ’cause i send it via fist to your cheek
i’m the freak of nature that you should look out for
check yourself, before you wreck yourself more
i figure you’re the reason why the talent is now called the variety show
another reason to release the demons coming beneath my torso

[chorus:]
i’m the reason why they fear
always up in there ear
face covered with tears
and i’m right here

what’s your reason, don’t have one
for rapping, come on son
put down, your crayons
just quit, and be done

- trey coachman

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