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letra de product - yck

[verse 1]
built up a name but you’ll never last
trendy rapping, let your fame just pass
your words got no good meaning attached
sick to the stomach, let your knees collapse
mumble b-tch, we can’t understand
polluting music since you began
so who’s the one that writes all your songs?
and makes the sheep sing all along?
what do you do when you’re feeling hurt?
better get down, better pop that perc
and better run up on a b-tch and get em’ down to the ground
that’s real goon sh-t, i don’t make a sound
got some bricks, i got em’ out the van
scr-pyard f-ck, lemme make a band
on thе window, coat of dust
cut up hands and got a bit of rust

[chorus]
take another line, closing up your throat
just taking all your timе, lose your mind to blow now
take another line, closing up your throat
just taking all your time, lose your mind to blow now

[verse 2]
on the table, got an open case
couple diamonds and a broken chain
but it’s all good, no i didn’t pay
f-ck your ice, all what you wear is fake
sh-t to prove, nothing to lose
we just show em’ how it is we do
every time i’m in the f-cking booth
i just get reminded of my wasted youth
rather be smoking to tell the truth
can’t waste time, got bricks to move
ride with the sh-t stuck in the back
sit with a tac, made a couple racks
stolen key, i got a stolen car
writing b-tch, i got a couple bars
never stopping and never rest
got no worries, don’t feel the stress
[chorus]
take another line, closing up your throat
just taking all your time, lose your mind to blow now
take another line, closing up your throat
just taking all your time, lose your mind to blow now

- yck

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