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letra de everyone - tunde mcr

[chorus x2]
everyone raps now, everyone traps now
everyone’s the realist but everyone caps now
everyone crops now, everyone shots now
everyone’s the plug and they got it on lockdown

[verse 1]
used to get it in the morning rain
you ain’t ever f-cked up and p-wned your chain
fell in love with this appalling game
came up out that gutter the the rats from a boring drain
hand-to-hand sales with them nitties when they’re scoring cane
eyе to eye contact and all i see is soaring pain
stackin’ for a big jet, takе off in a roaring plane
trappin’ for a better life, i don’t want these thoughts again
cos comin’ up round these sides will leave you with a tortured brain
b-tches third, money second and you know its family first
tap in with your loved ones, don’t wait til’ they’re in the dirt
tap in with your loved ones, don’t wait til’ they’re in the he-rs-
i’ve lost a couple close ones, i’m tellin’ you there’s nothing worse
comin’ from that south of the city where its feelin’ curse
comin’ from that south of the city where they squeeze and burst
comin’ from that south of the city where they’ll thief your purse
throwin’ bare pain on the beat, had to preach a verse

[chorus x2]
everyone raps now, everyone traps now
everyone’s the realist but everyone caps now
everyone crops now, everyone shots now
everyone’s the plug and they got it on lockdown
[verse 2]
tryna come around ere with these snaky ways
the yg’s clocked on and had to make him pay
sent a whip through his whip, it f-ckin’ made my day
older’s movin’ disloyal, get sent on their way
for all the years on the strip tryna make it happen
i was barely 13 when i started trappin’
me and [?] was babies when we tried to nap him
all these rappers in the booth, bare lies and cappin’
and f-ck everyone, never mind what i got
where was you when i was broke, consignin’ a box
comin’ up off the cheese, haze, downs and the tops
now i’ve mastered the game and the teams got it locked
where i’m from there’s no order
free-for-all trappin’, breaking packs from the border
dog eat dog world, got raised in a snake pit
you’re either a stickup kid or you make flake flip

[chorus]
everyone raps now, everyone traps now
everyone’s the realist but everyone caps now
everyone crops now, everyone shots now
everyone’s the plug and they got it on lockdown

- tunde mcr

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