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letra de average joe - tty tom

[verse 1: tty tom]
i hear you ask ‘who’s tty?’
a next up asian guy that’s messed up? why?
cos like, he rapping like he’s american or someone black
this kid’s a wigger
expect this guy to not get any bigger
he’s an average joe getting about a couple views
is this guy even serious though?
sweating about for a dozen views
like that’s all his vids’ll do
f-cking waste of time, who listen to this sh-t, who?
rather listen to chief keef, rick ross or meek milly
why? they’re hard
tunes sick cos the b-ss goes silly
plus ma$e is a k!ller, lyrically thoughtful
plus a$ap rocky
yup, yeah, they’re all cool
you got a f-cking problem?
no dude, i’m all chilled
all healed with the soul of music is all i feel
good dawg
good job this guy’s just an average joe
f-ck what he has to say ‘cos maths all he’ll know
all he gets is sushi rolls, none of his ancestors from africa
we know hip hop, all he knows is algebra
i be getting xs, all he be doing is solving em
i be posting on twitter, this fella would be coding em
but surely you don’t even know him
so what?
he ain’t a rapper
he’s just a waste of oxygen

[verse 2: tty tom]
hear you ask ‘who’s tty?’
i’m a lyrically infectious rapper pretending to be from texas?
or am i just ill?
cause a standstill upon the world as it still stands here
well, maybe not stand but i guess orbit really is the correct term
and i guess these d-ckheads should have kept their sperm in
thinking they can worm in chicks
but think, they’re all just vermin
and i have to learn if i can eliminate the discrimination’s gherkin
cos that’s where it’ll be hurting
worms’ll be squirming
mothers will be concerned how an average joe came up looking taller
to make these worms burn in holy water
and other mothers will turn thinking now where the h-ll is my daughter
now, i ain’t getting c-cky or nothing
but my clique gets a b-tch on a daily basis
soon as we come through the doors
all the haters would have to face it
plus those hungry for it can only embrace it
nothing else
‘cos we’re something else
spitting fire, make your saliva g-ssed before your feet melt
we make it rain lava, let this reach 500 degrees
spit down at their shoes, fools looking short under their knees
d-mn, recognised as ghastly
making sure future gifts of the present never go past me
hot flow, make rappers sizzle and heated
tried to capture my rays, yet they’re already defeated
and uh, that’s a shame
cos i’m just an average joe who’s playing this game
making a name, -ssigning myself to a movement
creating no excuses but feel good music
so once others realise as i grow higher
with my so called small eyes, the
people who don’t like my
vision of what’s right, i’ll
keep on ignoring them as they criticise ‘cos
i think i’m stepping in the right moves
or do i mean moving in the right steps?
yet, what would it matter to you?
cos i’m just an average joe, i should never get involved
yet you were just like me, but a little bit old-er
but listen up
i’m picking this up
swinging in fast
bringing in cash
whilst kicking your -ss
face a case of whiplash
old flow for all my guys know
now new hoes for us to see them die slow

what about that for some average joes, huh?

- tty tom

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