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letra de phonecalls - wil$on

phone ring i’m like who this
it’s me i’m back on my bullsh-t
you taking the p-ss like it’s cubic
i’m solving this sh-t like its rubic
controlling the game an i move it
you cannot do this do this
every instrumental or beat you send to my feet go through it through it

phone ring i’m like who this
it’s me again back on my bullsh-t
how can i do this helping the helpless like i’m anubis
that’s how i do sh-t
i don’t got no uzi shooting b-tches soothing hop off of the kicks that i’m using
music booming ain’t got no sympathy for the beats i’m abusing
i put the phone down now
speed it up and then slow down now
i’m in my zone right now
ripping rappers flesh off of the bone right now
i’m kinda living it low right now
doing a tour of my show right now
the games going south but i’m pulling it north pulling on my own right now
how can i beat the system doing it different
fifteen they don’t wanna listen
when i shoot ain’t no way that i’m missing
cut down the grass an the snakes come to hissing
take over the stage no audition
i make my own rules f-ck a commission
going head first don’t care for collisions
i stay winning i make my own decisions
phone ring i’m like who this
it’s me i’m back on my bullsh-t
you taking the p-ss like it’s cubic
i’m solving this sh-t like its rubic
controlling the game an i move it
you cannot do this do this
every instrumental or beat you send to my feet go through it through it
phone call i’m like who this
it’s me i’m back on my bullsh-t
you taking the p-ss like it’s cubic
i’m solving this sh-t like its rubic
controlling the game an i move it
you cannot do this do this
every instrumental or beat you send to my feet go through it through it

i say get your hands on the deck
we ain’t finished what we handling yet
dissing me is like shooting and missing me then having two hands on your neck
serving you beef let’s talk to the chef
you can see that i’m the best i’m the bomb, that’s why its written on my vest
i been shopping but not through the window
when the lasers appear just get low
i been come to the rescue like i’m meant to and the rapmobile ain’t a rental
way i do things, it’s mental
go in hard, f-ck gentle
i’m a man of my word, f-ck what you heard
i came here to settle
i roll around at the roundabout
my car atomic make yo ass fallout
what you gassing bout?
try so hard to befriend me but you just ask for clout
play my music so you know that sound
that’s what you gassing about
making you scream and shout
without even opening your mouth
-huh-
half of you probably ain’t even listening
now i’m leaving you piddling
imma just start babbling wabbling i murdered a beat, still pleading for innocence
when i spray my lead, bounda hit citizens
collateral damage was imminent
you dry as h-ll but i love the challenge
you like cinnamon
phone ring i’m like who this
it’s me i’m back on my bullsh-t
you taking the p-ss like it’s cubic
i’m solving this sh-t like its rubic
controlling the game an i move it
you cannot do this do this
every instrumental or beat you send to my feet go through it through it

- wilon

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