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2-7
by Ease Rosetti
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You know sometimes I like to let the beat build
And sometimes I just gotta talk my shit
Why not do a little bit of both
Used to be the nice guy
Now I'm like fuck that
Used to love to write rhymes
Now I'm like fuck rap
100 times probably called it quits
Sick of all the politics
Fuck waiting on acknowledgment
Tuned out the bullshit, I can't follow it
Yeah, I couldn't believe
They went and switched on me
Man, I gave em all the key
And I paid em all they fees
But they still acting funny
Never left them hungry
I guess they think I let the ship sink
But au contraire, we still here
Got diggers on my line,
Yeah, texting all the time
It's funny how these dimes
Always need a dime
But, I ain't got the time
To spare
If you ain't fucking
Beware
You are getting curved
My dear
Captain save-a-you is not here
But they like that
Ignant shit, so I write that
You got the right to take offense
Got the game by a vice like Michael Pence
You ain't even in mi clasa, you a bastard
I'm a master
This is how you talk when fear ain't a factor
2-6 divorced the bullshit
2-7 unloading all the clips
You know sometimes I like to let the beat build
And sometimes I just gotta talk my shit
Why not do a little bit of both
Used to be the nice guy
Now I'm like fuck that
Used to love to write rhymes
Now I'm like fuck rap
100 times probably called it quits
Sick of all the politics
Fuck waiting on acknowledgment
Tuned out the bullshit, I can't follow it
Yeah, I couldn't believe
They went and switched on me
Man, I gave em all the key
And I paid em all they fees
But they still acting funny
Never left them hungry
I guess they think I let the ship sink
But au contraire, we still here
Got diggers on my line,
Yeah, texting all the time
It's funny how these dimes
Always need a dime
But, I ain't got the time
To spare
If you ain't fucking
Beware
You are getting curved
My dear
Captain save-a-you is not here
But they like that
Ignant shit, so I write that
You got the right to take offense
Got the game by a vice like Michael Pence
You ain't even in mi clasa, you a bastard
I'm a master
This is how you talk when fear ain't a factor
2-6 divorced the bullshit
2-7 unloading all the clips
