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So many rap gods, who believe in I'm a rap atheist, I can't see them, who conceived I'd like to a trip in a DeLorean and slip a condom on the one Y'all don't really say (nah) Lips locked but without (aw) I bad y'all be lackin' touch Nobody feelin you, (yikes) Bitch, I came to wit a noose Dami got a flow sporadic, in a loop I could cop a dollar and put it to use others who blowin' m's The music you mute, a cinema lackin' views Havana without Camila, a pillar without a I be goin' whenever I'm in the booth I'm on the loose Makin' ya a stray Fuck is you do? Hoe Ya ass gettin' like a car battery Makin' like my job in a Jenga factory Turnin' ash, any track that I'm not You can play it back, bent down, it'll hit you again, now, go ahead Yo girl ridin', no saddle, you matter I can make y'all split up like I'm Welker Flow wetter her—
Oof We're gonna take a timeout real
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Look, I don't to gag that vibe but Lookin' around, it's you and I so be real this an attempt to fit in (fuck) Oof, oh listener, fuck to 4th wall My whole vision, I it ain't corny at night, met by mornin' to fizzle out Oof, this is us only, only you The others know me No me who believes things I said-I said through That verse I just stopped, to be see-through, why? (why?) It's apparent, I'm transparent, I a lot, I'm a parrot Got big like a toucan, got 'em all staring (woo) So, just you listen up they're all distracted This magic, this all a trick I'm reacting to my own words how, egotistic, so I'm just compensating for the word I deem I just different approach, I don't know if it works though I would really do that, what I did in the begin...ing
Oh, don't know And I can't explain it so I've painted but Oh, they don't And I know, that won't Oof
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I do a confession I believe in those rap mentioned If in a loop, that loop gold A dollar to that kinda dough, real I'm just givin' Theaters full and Havana still Without songs to where pillars are monuments, oof My money more like a game of Jenga that Or, better yet, But they're cards, and they're overcharged too large, 'bout to crumble over me, oof I ain't no tracks in no ash, stealin' no cat Reelin' in no masses, no one me, cactus Oof, no, I goin Attila I'd hardly call it a booth, a in the corner of the room Actin' like a villa, and like I'm a villain I ain't, standin' there killin' a they'll know it's a facade, I need another job A chair to fall upon if all lands far and reach, I can't And debt me in, oof it, I'm a kid still I could never still I can grow, they don't know, Full of skill, of meals Buffet of deals, oh no, goddamn You never ask for this, all this baggage Fuck I'm sorry, We'll get back to it, remember no one
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Uh Where we? Oh
Uh, my flow wetter yo bitches pants keep teetering, sheep, take a stance Bars cold, they could be sold from Bob Like Elsa, freeze lands, they're all stans, my god You in a hole, you plans Some odd jobs and maybe You're weak, I'm You and still ain't seasoned Your record leaked and yet no one a fuck, man
You actin' hard, a mask Like to asphalt, you lack Bitch, I'm the souls of rap
Oof