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letra de star road - white noyes

[verse 1: white noyes]

i’m stuck behind bars, cuz last week i k!lled a beat
like wildebeests eating sheep deep in the middle east
see you can’t compete when this freak’s in heat
so let me give you a peek of my sweet technique
your rap style’s doodoo, your flow i will shoot through
i’m a vet in this game, uh, it’s still new to you
i’ll stab a voodoo of you dude to give you bad juju
my clocks is cuckoo, much worse than count dooku
plus my style is nuts, i think out of the box, see
you speak of rap grammar, i’m somewhat of a n-z-
i went from being c-cky, directly to the hot seat
and turned the tables so fast, you thought this was a swap meat
clock me, top speed, cops can’t stop me
i blow up the spot, b, and sock the disc jockey
with 10 shots of saki, flavored in teriyaki
my turvey’s kinda topsy, roll the dice, yahtzee!

[verse 2: generic tha character]

i keep a sl!ck tongue, stick ‘em with lyricism
a deadly archer with the sharpest of the bar precision
the son of tzu, rewrote the art of it, became a part of it
customized my armor kit, there’s too many weapons to pick from
slash swords, fast forward to finding out my body count
daggers in my scabbard leave you staggerin’
rhyme blades hit your abdomen, they dry dirtier than potty mouths
never ballin’ out, i draw the lines, you just out of bounds
i’d make a bad dentist, i don’t encourage the flossin’
but that’s none of my business, i be kermit the froggin’
i do my thing, keep my nose above the water
your favorite daughter’s favorite author, i should call her
too bad you let her go see the beibs in concert
she’s either a bad seed or you’re a terrible father
either way, i got the bow and arrow, i’m a let it fly
pulling strings, you better recognize when i weaponize

(verse 3: white noyes)
my punches swing long range, macchu picchu
catch up, beat you, bottom of my cleat shoe
run with an elite crew, mighty ducks d2
snipe you from my cheap coope, watch you fall asleep dude
i hate pop culture, i can’t see what you’ll see
call me wolf of wall street, cerebral palsy
used to have a pimp limp, ball into a crawl, see
your favorite song is boring dawg, i swear i’m ‘bout to fall sleep
but do not get this twisted, i don’t wanna be a rap star
i’m rather be watchin’ nascar, rootin’ for the black tar
‘lone in madagascar, sitting at a cash bar
it was good a week ago, now it’s a disaster
got off to a fast start, this is way past art
in my new songs you never ever hear a wack part
rap circles ‘round you, thought i was a track star
say a lot about me, yo, at least you know i have heart

[verse 4: generic tha character]
see me, i got the zany flow
you bestin’ we is less likely
than catchin’ me noddin’ my head and tappin’ feet
to the trash that your favorite d, jay has been spinnin’ on the radio
never been a good sport because i spit compet-tively
i will attack you with equipment if you wishin’ to beef
put on the hockey mask, wave h-llo to casey jones
break ya bones
leave you layin’ beat, down, come around to see
if your lady’s home
oh, what a treat, it was destiny we meet
i will flip the skinny thing, she a razr phone
call white noyes, then tell our boys we can’t wait for long
they’ll be over real soon to run crazy train, that’s an 80’s song
c’mon, foes, i put the “bar” in embargo
cuz when i act, i’ll put a quick halt on your cargo
so many lines, you’d think that you were starin’ at a barcode
light you up like mario, warpin’ out to star road

[verse 5: white noyes]
there really ain’t nothin’ that could freak me more
than an evil lord with medieval swords
beating wh0r-s in a cd store
see this is the reason why i never touched a ouija board
you see these drawers? filled with feces or
“urine” for it now, forget peace it’s war
bodies deceased, more, left in pieces, gore
this is a rated-r fl!ck, people please be warned

[verse 6: generic tha character]
your girl – 3 or 4, our girls – tiki torch
step off, squeaky floors, yes, dawg, keepin’ score
drop bombs, secret door, with the girl from verse 1
bieber tour, royce was on the other side of town
i dropped her off and swerved around, real rap, leave her for
taking over like it’s eminent domain
i elephant whole game, then i invent flow, mayne
i benefit, i renovate, i’m by selling weight, i i tell em, wait
never ever catch a break, every song, every take
i get up in front of the mic and demonstrate, yah

- white noyes

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