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letra de verbal fights - zachh.

[intro.]
zachh
i’m back
shoutout to stratford high
stratford, connecticut
yeah

[verse: zachh.]
just finished work before i wrote this
wanting to feel noticed
it’s bogus when you can’t make a track
for people to lay back relax and like
it’s not like riding a bike so listen to the sax
mellow out the facts and just listen to my cr-p
i act like a pack when i got my people going whack (what?)
i’m zach don’t forget or motherf-cking cl!ckety-clack (just kidding)
bring the track back and do it again
rate me a ten and give me the win
it’s like a sin if you don’t know who i am
better cram the info into your d-mn head
make pain go away while i’m drifting away
i’m shifting away all the whack rappers into the past
fall on their -ss i -ssert
they fall can’t get back up
call it life alert
go and eat your desert
i’m feeling so concerned
my f-cking liver
is crunching like a scissor
sh-t, bad rhyme my mistake
i misplace my rhymes at stake
should’ve saved that one for back to the basics
and no matter how much it sucked, b-tch you know i aced it
i copy and pasted my apology a hundred times
but i rerun the lines cause no one gave a dime
probably still thinks i liked it or i’m trying to rewrite it
but it was just bad and kinda sad
but it’s 2015 now i go wow it went so fast
i have a rash on my hand from holding the mic i’m precise
i grab it so tight it makes me uptight
when i can’t touch another thing again, cause now i have a burn on my hand, degree 10
but i keep clutching mics, verbal fights, and teaching y’all to write
cause you couldn’t figure it out any night
it’s a beautiful sight and if it’s doable might
just step into fame or this game it’s shame if you’re sane cause we go nuts
call us a klutz i’ll go shucks but i’ll always be so simple
you can tell by my dimple i like to keep things nice and civil
ripple into clear water and i sit back and relax
which is what i want you to do when you listen to my tracks (take a seat)
me and you the fans we know we got each others backs
when the hurricane attacks or they try to charge more sales tax (that’s ridiculous!)
whatever the weather you know that i’m always better
and i got music backing me up, he’s the one in the sweater (right over there, man)
good old tunes, f-ck cancoon, take me to the sand dunes
where i take in this moisture, with not one single toy store
so much beauty around, i swear i can’t hear a sound
gathered to see me is an always silent crowd
nothing has ever been more beautiful, cause this sh-t wasn’t usual
it’s provable that if you do it bro, you might get more reward confusi-n-l
confuses you to choose a school but in all better sense it’s time i get the sixth sense
so i can see ghosts, and at most maybe hit 2pac up like kendrick
you can call me egocentric, but i gotta ask a question
your opinion on the music today is it good or bad?
but that’s when the sense goes away, never got an answer from pāc
slap my kneecap, say oh that’s too bad
sh-t the songs wrapping up now, i think i gotta silenced (shhh!)
maybe tomorrow hear these bars again with the rest of the audience

- zachh

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