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letra de i hate this song (but i'll rap on anything) remix - upchurch

[intro]
church (church, church)
everybody on instagram wanted me to do this young ma instrumental and i was like
“man, f-ck, this beat sucks, ain’t no bandplay beat, you know what, f-ck it”
i can rap on anything y’all already know that
church church church church

[verse]
yeah, i’m runnin’ laps around the whole game
i’m emmitt smith a star stuck off in this cowboy way
raise a squall i won’t drop this sh-t, i got hands like troy aikman
i don’t even write songs i’m drawin’ touchdowns on paper
and everyone who said i suck now they dm me for features
and all these labels wanna sign me just to carry their people
while they take a portion of my money for bigger percentages
you can ask me anything but i don’t diss ’cause my digits b-tch
momma taught me care and bliss and daddy made me love danger
the day you steal my money same day that you meet my magnum
i care for my family ’cause i am the one who provides
all you’ll get from me is bullets if i look like a free ride
country boy sh-t i’m hotter than some cajun food
underground like crawfish down in parish’s where cajun’s screw
got buddies in terrebonne all the way down to lafayette
and i ain’t never made a move that i turned around to regret
dirty south, dirty paint, dirty clothes, st-rdy rank
i raise the bar up on these rappers like i always wear a cape
when i step up to the mic it’s like i done it all before
it feels like nothin’s new to me i’m livin’ life just tellin’ stories
got dejavu like once a week it makes me question my life path
have i done this all before in a time from my own past?
i don’t know but i can’t help but think that maybe there’s a chance
that this is not my first time runnin’ wild across the land
and i don’t feel like a stranger to danger situations
ain’t scared to speak my mind no matter backlash from my statements
born without emotion to fully fear fear itself
i’m a social studies book sittin’ dusty up on a shelf
’cause i’m holdin’ h-lla knowledge i gathered from crazy dreams of mine
people takin’ shots sh-t i’m bulletproof in columbine
break out every car of mine, ran from the cops a couple times
but now i’m on the straight and narrow tryin’ to stay between the lines
got arrows in the line of fire, got h-lla walls of my empire
i don’t do all that beefin’ sh-t i’d rather fight a couple times
taste each other’s blood that’s how the illuminati does it right
f-ck your pentagram i’ll stab your satan with a jagged knife

[outro]
(oh)
(ha ha ha ha)
(oh)
(church)
(church church church)

- upchurch

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