kab. freestyle şarkı sözleri

See I tried to give y'all a fun song Then n****s talking about they only want to listen to fast rap So I said f*ck it I'ma freestyle on my own shit (It's Killa) You ready? (let's go) Ay yo f*ck it my mind blown My soul is headed to another time zone Better hit your smartphone N****s ain't ready for rap My syllables spit bullets in caps You n****s bullies in packs I swim critical laps Around you lyrical rats You n****s clickbait checkmate Ain't nothing you say will ever effect me My brain enters the stars a far galaxy (ugh, ugh) Let me get in my bag N****s is lyrical trash In the physical and biblical sense I'm going ham and jelly crushing your face It's going up in this place He Who Remains in a sinister base Whipping ass like Django Baltimore kills tew I heard the lingo If you really want it you know we can go Outside have a duel dirt nap popped your Pringle (ugh) G.I. n****s go and turn to Jane All them muscles in your face a bang N**** snoring throwing up his gang (he got knock out) N****s switching fucking up the game Same old gun a new magazine I cum on your bitch face Maybelline Run up and fly like an eagle I deform iron call me Magneto (ugh) War Machine hard Don Cheadle F*ck hoes and all their ego's Killing crowds screening at the Regal Dog a hundred homie just a zero Bitch ass n****s don't want none of me I bake bitches beans bushes dreams Behind every fortune is a crime If you ain't cheating you ain't trying (ugh) Hold up did rap fans say they need bars? Well I got so much liquor on my record My breathalyzer took a turn for the worst and now it's retarded Back home where I fucking started On this beat I motherfucking farted All my life rapping I'm the hardest The universe chose to disregard it (ugh) Whatchu know about your dad being a rolling stone Mom packing up the home North Carolina on the phone Aunt and uncle beat your dome Mom and step father chimed in 4 banks for a feeling blood spills come on Me and my brother abused, that's what made us hard School life was tough being picked on Parents stayed praying to God The band saved me, that's what gave me my musical talents I use to pray that the devil would kill my parents you know balance (ugh) Malice, my heart then turned cold 16 back to Baltimore hoping new opportunities unfold Met my dad after 11 years (ugh) Met my brothers all after a year (ugh) 2 baby mamas 4 kids Got married divorced after 12 years (ugh) Fucked hella hoes I had fun Trouble with the law I'm on the run Went to school, college Coppin Met Janae' now baby I'm done Back into rap no fiction I'm raping instrumentals I won't cum F*ck you looking at is you dumb? Deep in that pussy par rum pum pum pum Micheal Jackson Micheal Jordan Drake, Future, (ha) Cole sun Took a dip in Tyla's water action South Africa's Cape Town caption
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