letra de rap is dead - zilla oaks
how you gone cap
when you started off with rap
mi put you on a map
fast money fast cars
omo don’t show up
cus i’m all about my racks
i just watch it go up
20 years up in the game never had a glow up
till a n-gga dropped with tems
na she make am blow up
what’s the essence
of the hate
when you supposed to show love
less ego but these n-ggas trynna raise shoulders
n-gga pride is a b-tch it’s a big boulder
same flows
same beats
n-gga and so what
must be talking to a mirror
man this n-gga so nuts
he ain’t f-cking with these rappers
but he putting on some
last album was a flop
couldn’t tell the day it dropped
can’t compete with burna boy
so he say he doing pop
n-ggas capping when they drop
n-ggas capping for attention when they drop
guess it’s lonely when you been up at the top
hoping when they make a drop
he a opp
i’mma let my shooter talk
raps dead?
i ain’t seen no yellow tape or white chalk
f-ck you n-ggas speculating
he ain’t thinking ‘fore they talk
while we should be celebrating popping bottles
mazletov
n-gga!
who you don help ?
who you don sign ?
who you don blow ?
inie minie miney mo
tik tak toe
i just caught a capping n-gga
imma drag him by the toe
all that bad energy, give a n-gga big smoke
capping in they interview yeah these n-ggas fake woke
i just hear another song had to put it on mute
everyday she tell me say
what this n-gga going through?
she tell me say she tell me say
omo mehn e don do
maybe davido was right
you should get your own crew!
she tell me say she tell me say
d-mn this n-gga old news
anytime i see your sh-t i just had to scroll through it
d-mn
i ain’t gone lie
man i miss the old you
ever since you got a grammy you been acting brand new
solo say you no go blow
now i can see that man view
if i ever heard you rap
i would say the same too
“young”
rap ain’t dead till i’m 6 feet deep
big bird all i hear is tweet tweet tweet
d-mn i thought you was a e.a.g.l.e
birds chirping in the nighttime flock with z
gotta blunt by the night stand
it help me go to sleep
if you trynna get to wizzy, gotta go through the fc
momma told me i could be
anything i wanna be
my profession k!lling beats
my bravado i could do this in my sleep
know this sh-t ain’t for the weak
keep my heat within my reach
superstar status
feel like tupac all eyez on me
i put in the work and i make my family proud of me
i was born in obalende
made in lagos, nah for real
give a f-ck what they talking
i’m independent signed no deals
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