Trap ang laro, pera't baril ang drama, Sa kalye, usok ng sigarilyo't bala. Tagumpay ang layunin, walang humpay na laban, Kaliwa't kanang krusada, buhay ay parang sabungan. Pera, respeto, at karangalan, yan ang layon, Sa ilalim ng araw, sa dilim ng kalsada, patuloy ang pagtakbo. Lupit ng tadhana, bawat hakbang may laban, Sa gitna ng gulo, sa bawat sulok, kami ang hari ng lansangan. Baril sa baywang, alak sa labi, Sa gitna ng kahirapan, kami'y patuloy na lumalaban ng buong tapang. Walang takot sa hamon, kami ang bida sa kuwento, Sa bawat salita, musika'y aming paglalaban ng bayani.
Miss me with the sweet talk Just let the beat talk Grinding past the skatepark Denting the universe Making sure I make a mark Spark of inspiration, start And build an arc by dark
Maybe this the album you listen to in your car when you driving home late at night Really questioning every god, religion, Kanye, b*** Maybe this is the interest before you get to the river I had him before the heathen no reason for you to like me Maybe this your life he just wanted a clean divorce The baby ain't really yours That's really for baby's teething, the chicken wings underseasoned Y'all really thought a bitch couldn't rap huh? Maybe this your answer for that, a crack addict in the Reagen administration And … are still scared of, nah actually this is for me This one for TT at the lake serving the mac and the cheese This one a small apology for all the calls that I screamed Mister money man, mister every day he got me, mister weather me down Mister me love, mister Miyagi, miscellaneous, mister molly inside my socky Incredible, incredible, emptiness in my body Heaven's only four-feet tall, I set my ringer to it F*** the rapper homie now his ass is making better music My pussy teaches ninth-grade English My pussy wrote a thesis on colonialism In conversation with a marginal system in love with Jesus Y'all really thought a bitch couldn't rap huh? Maybe this your answer for that? Good p***, I know … only talk about money and good p***
Yeah, yeah, yeah What am I supposed to do outside but get rich? Work too hard, but boy, don't floss too hard and get your wig split Pray to God, I heard they got new Gods outside in this bitch Barely toddlers got them Purple Hearts outside in this bitch Yeah, whatever gon' keep your nose dry, my nigga, I'm with it (yeah) I know it got you froze, my nigga, I feel it (yeah) Some niggas be runnin' away from life, some niggas cut off the legs If I was you, I'd be dead Yeah, whatever gon' keep your mind blown, my nigga, maintain the wheel My partner know I just came back, see, I done been dead for real They mixin' up all of that no name, you know we be scared to chill You know we be scared to feel, or anything else but, yeah Whatever gon' keep my kids safe, my kids full, I'm with it (yeah) I know what's at your nose, my nigga, for really (ayy) Some niggas gon' die in the cardboard, some niggas gon' die in the feds (ayy) Is that you on the edge? Whatever was under the bunk bed, I ain't scared, I'm ready They locked the horns with matadors, okay, don't get too heavy He shined his fangs and cuban chain, okay, don't get too heavy They dug a grave, he came alive, okay, don't get too heavy What am I supposed to do outside but get rich? Work too hard, but boy, don't floss too hard and get your wig split Pray to God, I heard they got new Gods outside in this bitch Barely toddlers got them Purple Hearts outside in this bitch What am I supposed to do outside but get rich? Work too hard, but boy, don't floss too hard and get your wig split Pray to God, I heard they got new Gods outside in this bitch Barely toddlers got them Purple Hearts outside in this bitch Whatever gon' keep my kids safe, my kids full, I'm with it I know what's at your nose, my nigga, for really Some niggas gon' die in the cardboard, some niggas gon' die in the feds Whatever gon' keep my kids safe, my kids full, I'm with it I know what's at your nose, my nigga, for really Some niggas gon' die in the cardboard, some niggas gon' die in the feds
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This beat is so raw I freestyled for the whole 14mins started it over and started freestyling again!!! I love this beat!!! Can't wait to hear a cypher with my friends to this! 🔥🔥🔥💯💯💯🤯🤯🤯🤯
Life is s free trail And for heaven you have to do more than die What's a wondering well Well I wish i could tell Give coin to the homeless man That's now your plan And in the bigger picture God's your fan Hell might get hot But I'll have to wait to tell Smell the sunshine And look at the roses Everything is as should be It's humanity That needs to seek inner peace And
