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letra de anarchy - xam, lil cupojoe

(xam)
car just fell through a table
he tried to stand up, wasn’t able
you saw me on the tv on the cable
so you tried to join tp for a label
but then i turnt your dreams into a fable
i put this sh-t together forever but i’m not phil swift
i’m sick on this track with a mag this beat may get an illness
cause my flow is a desert
my throat is a tundra
my life is a movie
but the script is full of conundrums
i f-ckin rip you to nothin
i f-ckin shred you to pieces
i’ve been in bed for a weekend
i know you rappers scared as f-ck like unvaxed kids when one sneezes
i brought my flows straight from venus
along with my h-ll storm
oh wait that came from my icicle
i turnt lil car to a bicycle
i saw lil dryp on a tricycle
lil car deep throated a popsicle
the table he broke is an obstacle
and dryppy why you talkin sh-t you can’t even make a diss in a disstrack
you just mad as f-ck cause you got less bars than a kitkat
only thing you connected to is your xbox
i got you inside of a headlock
your rapping career hit bedrock
somebody make this a tedtalk
learn not to mess with tp
we’re goin at a green light
car did a p-rno with a pvc pipe
i don’t wanna blow up on this track but amine might
dryppy what are you wearing; short shorts and tight tights
you keep on talking sh-t about me when you lookin like a housewife
you talkin smite
can’t write a song
now am i right
cause i ain’t wrong
you’re in a he-rs-
all your songs are like your d-ck cause they’re a minute long
yeah you gettin head right now but you can’t pull a thicc snack
no wonder payge’s breathe’s so good your d-ck lookin like a tic tac
car lookin like a fat snake with some extra m-ss
i asked you for a disstrack
not for some cat and the hat
rubber bands stretchin
money like elastic
both of yall are fake
recycled like some plastic
i call your songs sh-t
and i’m enthusiastic
the day you write a good song’s
the day you join gymnastics

(lil cupojoe)
tp we ain’t holdin back
i’m flyin off the railroad tracks
they said i wasn’t comin back
and then they were f-ckin under attack
with all the backlash
comin back
from the past
just like lil car when he’s crashing from facts
we went to the table to settle some beef
then car stood on it and fell with a great grief
car you’ve got ghostwriters with even stolen beats
after this we’ll reveal who will take the defeat
he went off the mic yeah he’s losing control
he might go and crash into a pothole
lil car you’re a whole troll from all the things that you’ve stole
but looking at that shot it’s not that i hope
car your career is down in a hole
but what you are scared of is what i unroll
i hope dryppy’s takin a new career path
cause you’re about to take a hint of my wrath
i’m not a sociopath
but holy sh-t he said he’s gonna write a diss on car
you f-ckin liar
i might write you on fire
you said you smelt like milk that’s been expired
lil car driving a sports car that’s kinda bazaar
denied you on the comeup
ouch that left a mark
you call yourself hard
can’t even lift the bar

(both)

you’re just a fake f-cking piece of sh-t that’s just what you are

- xam lil cupojoe

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