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letra de flowgod - will is chillin'

[verse 1]
sadly the son of a motherf-cking north side
burn out a curse out it can never curve my absurd mouth
flipping verbs out if your words hit the curb now
breathing caters like the grind to break the herb down
w-lly is the gold
mother’s children of a cover i approach
all of my enemies toast
no b-tter style
grimier than old rubbish
mix the spice from the cupboard with a bounce so flourish
spit that hussein ooh saint (?) wu-tang flow
whose flames
you stay luke warm
your girls t–th look like loose corn
too personal
no im just too versatile
verses get this purse
profusely puff a loosie
never lose my book full of loose leaf
rats(?) bars under my sousafone
well connected when it look like you could use a phone
v-o-t-v give a f-ck about the crew you want
(uh chillin)
thats the lords name
in the back of my oppositions mind like a court date
the force that joins forces with my lords mate
and of course this verse a four course sm-rg-sbord
allowed to digest
please pay your pilot properly with sorbet oy vey
heavily envious of my pen
every sentence i’ve written is deadly and venemous
and your girl sent her sentiments for foreplay
you still suck
i keep it real
false flags get your grill snuffed
ill mug through the windy city
see me pretty boy
with a ugly as flow
shy guy so i might come off a tad bit bashful
but been p-ssionate to rap since a tadpole
whack rappers need to keep a name out the -ssh0l- of a mouth their attached to
see my syntax attacks you

[hook]
and while i just don’t give a f-ck
i sound like me and that’s the end of it
cause i don’t give a f-ck
they told me i’m a guest of hip-hop
guess what, i don’t give a f-ck
if i am f-ck the rest of hip hop
clearly i don’t give a f-ck
they told me that i sound like him
i told ’em i don’t give a f-ck
i sound like me and that’s the end of it
cause i don’t give a f-ck
they told me i’m a guest of hip-hop
guess what, i don’t give a f-ck
if i am f-ck the rest of hip hop
clearly i don’t have much luck

[verse 2]
a shmuck to most don’t see my g*nius
tucked away can’t reach your speakers
if i’m leaning on the sink cleaning every weekend
whats the meaning
whats my purpose
no dishwasher i’m a wordsmith
and deserve my f-cking recognition
coming from the best division
midwest where i rest come get some
deadly flow
your cities cadence less convincing
bars i’ll tell a shallow tale
mine tend to carry dense descriptions
veteran i should collect a pension
oh did i forget to mention
c-h-i- the rest is either -cago or the rest i’m gettin’ chillin’

i don’t give a f-ck! x6

- will is chillin

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