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letra de anti-cultural digest - young walt

ok, ok turn my mic up
ain’t no mic in here f-ck am i saying, ain’t no beat
bro you wilding
aye man shut the f-ck up let me get these bars off man, sh-t
aight brother, aight. no need to get heated in this b-tch

yeah
i ain’t need this crown no more, it’s astonishing, abolish it
i’ll go 80 rounds without acknowledging
i’ll go over 80 without a scholarship, that’s on some baller sh-t
nail in the coffin i’ll polish it, they dislodging it
all at my feet, “when you dropping it?”
blood rushing, need some thrombolysis
zebra stripes so i’m calling it, homie i’ll call it in
they momma’s bottle almost empty still claiming they competent
i don’t spare them any less consequence, i’m just a slave to my confidence
i’m just a postulant protestant, iucky you brought us in
k!ll em off one by one, that’s approximate
may need to pay him a compliment, he may need to pay me in condiments
may need to learn what a condom is before i go hopping the continent
i write this sh-t like a columnist
all of your sh-t is just fraudulent
double tapping on my providence, you not that prominent
red hearts in the comments so she know what a promise is
dreams turning consummate, life of a communist
your sh-t is so oscitant, compared to mine opulent
this ain’t anonymous, it’s just not obvious
they build me up like a monument
my reign is dominant, the game’s only occupant
i keep my pain in that doc-ment
that make the rest of it opposite
they don’t know what a prophet is, ain’t winning i’m profiting
i got my mind on my goddesses’, that’s my prerogative
still 10 o’clock, they already forgotten his
no name brand, i call it “forgotten diss”
i switch the flow up from dan, to dan horton
your old sh-t is boring, you’re so important
your whole flow imported, my whole sh-t’ll burn you, it’s torrid
your whole god d-mn sh-t is horrid
i’ll turn his whole god d-mn clique morbid
aiming for your head, pelvis, and vital organs
my bars in another orbit, going off without a warning
going off without a death warrant, homie your breath horrid
my sh-t smell like smoke and emma watson’s -ss, my breath foreign
renegade of this rap game, my pace torrent
my face to face is running it’s courses, my heart is in florence
running into jennifer lawrence
my brain is absorbent, her brain is just porous
i think i’m ye and i’m jordan, the fame and the fortune
i ain’t even give you a portion
i got the whole f-cking o, i’m in portland
i think they should know i’m important
swimming with sharks like a porpoise
i paint her face like a portrait- nah hold up
i got em freeze framed like i was painting a portrait
it’s too easy, might need to take up recording
new morning, the whole game is in mourning
the whole game in accordance, the whole game is conforming
i’m the big homie now, my whole game is enormous
if i ever pick the pen up, his whole name in rigor mortis
he needs an informant to tell him to forfeit
stepping out with my for-foot, boy looking like four foot
boy i’m looking gorgeous, you got the hair but i’m the tortoise
got people watching, so i make sure the game ain’t scoreless
i think they need a chorus, i think they need a thesaurus
trying to reach the levels i peak, like tyrannosaurus
this sh-t ain’t even challenging
lil homie need to get me on the phone with management
can we please fast forward to when these clowns is vanishing
so arrogant, self ent-tled-abandonment
these egg heads is scrambling
they ain’t diss writing they gambling
i make em feel small like a mannikin
i dress em up however i want like a mannequin
i’ll switch the whole game up like i’m anakin
this just some sh-t to make me feel like the man again
i got em panicking, well timed shenanigans
a women’s rights activist, artistic abstractionist
somebody please tell me who the f-ck running this establishment
i’ll blow the f-cking doors off the vatican
meet your antagonist, the boy with the dragon breath
an unproven romanticist, un-detained graduate, world-changing applicant, -ss eating advocate
i’m up 5-0 on aggregate, just getting the hang of it
might have to drop a whole tape if these boys stay asking for it

sheeeeesh! my boy good god need to sit your -ss down real quick. ye and jordan? god f-cking d-mn my boy this some next level. blowing my god d-mn mind, ya hear me!

- young walt

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