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de su déspota e inmutable decisión, De mal actor echándole la culpa al editor

En esto no traemos miedo traemos escritos, rimas que no se precipitan

little kids gush, same suit straight flush
Don’t make me read your bluff, keep it tough
On the regular, chop it up like an editor
Cut you nicely, try

dat bag comin
How you gon prey on a mfa predator
I'm like 10 steps ahead of ya
Ion need no manager
I manage my self
Cut dat shit out like a editor
This

to be the editor
I don’t want to have to turn it back around
Can’t say what I want to
Can’t say goodbye for now
Can’t say that I forgot you’re not around

Get out of my head and into my mind
The editor said
There's a story to tell, we're printing today
Romance is dead
But maybe we'll dream
Maybe we'll

that you say like an editor
Only with you, got no competitors
Praying for someone and you got the temperature
To make all the coldest day seem

I am the Predator
The editor of this hell
The bells tole loud
Bout to blow up
When I start writting my flow
Its hard to stop
Tired of being

I'm reloaded
Erase you niggas like a editor 
Bitch

Ima hustla baybe
Thats my daddies maybe 
Ima hustla baybe
Thats my daddies maybe 
Ima hustla baybe

by family, but you smiling cause you caught it 
You a sick soul. I see the cold inside you and out
We created life, put you the main editor
You can

washy fucking fake, yall be so phony using all these editors

Bitch you barely there like my mustache
Hows it really feel? man I must ask
Think you

Erfolg
Deutscher Rap ist ein Schauspiel, ich bin der Regisseur
Ich schreib eure Geschichte um im Editor
Ich steh drüber, weil ihr alle nur mein Drehbuch

need an editor
Melodies go punch like a stapler

I don't want to keep an eye on you
But you got you own motives, tryna fill your own quota
And you ain't

competitors
That go for you and etcetera
Boy took time off came back jumped right back ahead of ya'
Y'all cater to the editors
Won't nobody place a bet on ya'

to your editors they disappear like ghosts
And if you can see my shirt's tucked in you're standing way too close
My new girl like goldfish, she's the snack

the halls
I flash a smile and wink at my crush Paul
But he runs to the boys room to hide in a stall

Hes the school editor
I'm a predator
He eats cheese

The octopus in your purse
is cursing like an evil sailor
But remember the knife is worse
for the editors of movie trailers

And if you want me

a trap, only facts and these raps are going to get at you
new babylon times
signed the fucking editor

for the best friend
So hot I'm incandescent
The mothers'll love my presence
I'm battin' averages of Bellinger
The barrister's no editor
The only thing

babies in life, well love is priceless
And im changing the price
Let that register girl
Edit her, like a editor
Never ever metta world
Of a girl snd peace

On the air, im host you're the listeners   
So listen up close on the Monitors
You is a prey im the predators  
Controlling the line like editor
Rolling

write my own songs
I'm the editor I count my own cash (Count my own cash)
I-I don't need nobody help ey
Independent in my own company
RSK making big

Like letters to an editor,the ones that love me send complaint 
they say that I am so close to proving truethat sinners can be saints

I woke up

and worse 
What I cannot gain 

Time has marched forward while I slept in a bed of opportunity 
Ghost writers dictate my passionate vociferating 
Editors stop

sister called me up there was a newspaper add
I picked up, and it made me oh so sad

I read about the early death of an editor
A girl had lost her keys,