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letra de wake up - yl (rap)

[dirty sanchez]
it’s dirty
47 shit
’till i die n-gg-

[verse 1: dirty sanchez]
i gotta take another big step
a deep breath my [?] and my tank top
i like to show what i rep
i got steezy on my left arm
but the steez never left
pro era right beneath i build my own pyramids
i write my hieroglyphs lightin’ hydro spliffs
maybe that’s a stretch like aerobics
i wrote this bar out though
5th dimensional fly shit ain’t need no p-ssports
ain’t no p-ss to qb in the [?] sport
like i asked for, fast forward
ended up in queens, n-gg- this that last call
last stop on the 7th main street, f-ck the mainstream
flow wavy like the hot tub baby
life’s a b-tch and i’m just rabies
said i’m just too flea
made it back to the block transaction complete
i got whatever you need

[hook: yl] x2
wake up, b-tch n-gg-s cryin’ over break ups
i get to wylin’ if you show me for a pay cut
move in silence you can hear me if you listen close
play the role i’m the illest but you’ll never know

[verse 2: yl]
it’s y-l
i’m the truth like hands on the bible
yo i might be comin’ late but still they clockin’ my arrival
b-tches in it for the title
always endin’ up with the spite for the rifle
on [?] mic spittin’ vinyl, time is idle
chillin’ feelin’ like a double hundred thou-
triple r you m-th-f-ckas frontin’ now we buggin’ out
yo its young y representin’ for my cancers
never ask me, ask why for the answers

[verse 3: dirty sanchez]
when i thought that i was fly i was chillin’ in a crashed jet
sippin’ henny chance is i won’t make it up that last step
success sucks ’cause they might deny me access
but i’m choppin’ down trees questioning the answers
smokin’ and i’m jokin’ like i got no fear
but my soul deep inside is chokin’ on tears
the progressive era is here, some young pioneers
don’t wanna frown f-ck lookin’ down
so let’s cheer up
f-ck it, gear up ’cause we ain’t stoppin’
these wack cats ain’t kickin’ me out
look, put your hands up on the favor of the silence
scream louder than that smell no silence
stupid m-th-f-ckas
recruitin’ m-th-f-ckas that cause more attention than cosmo science

[verse 4: yl]
dirt trees, n-gg-s know me since four feet
just a young boy future og
yo streets talk, i don’t see ya’ll
‘cuffed in the backseat of police cars
real life, when the nights when it’s really all good
but somethin’ doesn’t quite feel right
f-ck is all the hype
sweats three stripes
why you lookin’ stupid you ain’t jumpin’ in my cypher
almost went crazy just lookin’ for my lighter
trying to keep my favorite every day is less brighter
noticin’ the drugs that i be coppin’ gettin’ whiter
shorty took a b-mp ‘fore she let up inside her
tryna say that when she f-ck me it felt different
i ain’t ever change up you just got distant
you ain’t gotta listen but i bet that -ss pay attention
when i come through louis bell glistenin’
yo, p-ss the mic i’ve been itchin’
mambas for christmas maybe some nikes
[?] or religious, some nights with the vision
bent up with the pen doe
takin’ all i can, rock bands if the ends low
what’s the info, keep it simple
grab my c-ck when i rock instrumentals
n-gg-s shock flow that, you a b-tch though
plus yo’ style played out like disco
wake up (wake up)
wake up (wake up)

- yl rap

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