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letra de self made - yeahtim

[verse 1]
sick with it, sickening how sick i am
feeling physically ill just when i spit this jam
b-tch, look at my face, i look like jonwayne
got that bomb plane, you driving in the wrong lane
best salute, y’all done let that foreign loose
two chains ’round my neck, driving slow in them foreign coupes
grinding, staying concentrated like orange juice
gonna go to flatbush to murder some zombies, i feast on the most
underachieving never, progressing this era, beast of the coast
got flowers for algernon, better know i move ki’s
my sk!lls will open every door in the game, please
split seas like moses, built like hightower, sh-t is potent
shock y’all, rock hard with my tough bars, sk!lls in motion
on the top, dawg, no q, my soul rock solid like hiiipower
and i’mma make you die slower, i mean slower
whatever, man, i don’t know these things
leave me alone, i’m a foreign being

[pre-hook]
and i go on with it and i go on with it
cause i’m a don with it, yeah, i’m a don with it
and i go on with it and i go on with it
cause i’m a don with it, yeah, i’m a don with it
and i go on with it and i go on with it
cause i’m a don with it, yeah, i’m a don with it
and i go on with it and i go on with it

[hook]
cause i’m self made, b-tch
watch me get paid, b-tch
king of spades, b-tch
can’t be played, b-tch
look at my face, b-tch
can tell you real afraid, b-tch
best bars ever laid, b-tch
and you ’bout to get sprayed, b-tch
and your girl is late, shiiiit

[verse 2]
i don’t even ingles, now how y’all feel?
i’m like superman only with bars of steel
cause i k!ll sh-t like firing bullets in a bathroom
might just throw a boomerang and give your -ss a back wound
oh, better give me your hat, jack, ‘fore i snap back
or else i’ll decapitate your head and fit it in a backpack
i’m a fruit ninja, man, last samurai like tom cruise
swing my sword to slice fruits, tasting your mom’s juice
excited when i see a pair, and i don’t mean the fruit
oh man, got d-mn, i said fruit three times in a row
i don’t know, man, i guess i just got a real juicy flow
i forgot to remember, then i remembered to forget
the only way you’re ill is if you’re illiterate
can’t even pr-nounce the word, well, joke’s on me
but still i can outperform you on every single beat
knowing that i’m better i’m just smilin’ on ya
rushin’ to get a hit and you mad cause i’m stylin’ on ya
all these hoes look for me, they on a hot pursuit
cause i put ice on my hoes, call ’em frost-tutes
pudding is in me cause i got the truth
formed a troupe, shock the youth
block the coupe, rotten tooth, walking through

multi, multi, i don’t know, make no sense, i don’t know

- yeahtim

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