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letra de "no mc" (new drake diss) - ziplock freshhh

[intro:ziplock freshhh]

you ain’t kicking over no buildings in my city dog
not on my watch, not without a fight
philly stand up let’s do this

verse 1:
born in the badlands i really started from the bottom
been hot since 97 see the gods been a problem
the haters gon envy me and angi in the bentley
had to get this off my chest man i’m tired of keepin it friendly
boy you just an actor, you far from an mc
you lyrical non factor, wish you would go at it wit me
cuz homie i’m never lacking, not when it comes to these beats
i’m a fully automatic, i’ll take yo wack cd’s and use ’em for target practice
hop in the booth and start snappin’
get on this mic and start clappin’
i really hope he reacts
so i can show up to the game where the sixers playing the raptors
and drop a new diss track instead of the national anthem
i come out like sting staring down on ’em from the rafters
grab the mic and start spazzin yo lyrically i’d embar-ss him
this rap shit is like wrestling all this frauding and shit
he’s infiltrating our culture and yall applauding this shit?
nonsense, man i wish philly bulls stuck with each other
cuz this lame tryna pit philly bulls against each other
this a dog fight and i’m locked in
lets keep it real drizzy you was from my city dog you wouldn’t be top ten
this is home of the spittas, pound for pound we the illest
nigga you d-mn sure can’t rap like z i p
nigga you d-mn sure can’t sing like p n b
you’re just an actor, you not who you pretending to be (naw)

chorus:
you ain’t no dope mc your just an actor you not who you pretending to be (naw)
you ain’t no dope mc your just an actor you not who you pretending to be (naw)
you ain’t no dope mc your just an actor you not who you pretending to be (naw)
you ain’t no dope mc your just an actor you not who you pretending to be (naw)

verse 2:
you ain’t a rapper you’se a rap group thought you was one nigga
like dru hill at first turned out you was 4 singers
can’t quote ya bars no more don’t know which ones is quentin millers’
i do this for my mc’s who died chasin that skrilla
boy you just an actor, pretending reading a script
well now its lights camera action you dont want it wit zip
i dare em to bring the drama
since y’all forgot what rhyming is
i’m bombing him wit similes hyperbole’s, homonyms
and double entendres, naw i dont do subliminals
i’m raps smooth criminal leaning clutching my genitals
my punchlines is critical rhymes fresh off the pencil
you tracing dotted lines ya rhymes fresh off the stencil boy
and them ovo’s is mad weak, i’d never sport ’em
way too much hype for mikes that jordan never scored in
lyrically you ain’t competing wit me
you’re just an actor you not who you pretending to be (naw)

- ziplock freshhh

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