​R.A.P. Ferreira - ​wedding cake eighths lyrics

​wedding cake eighths

​R.A.P. Ferreira

GENRE

Rap

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Hexadecimal pattern, vessel cruisin' past Saturn
I don't fuck with no master's tools, house rules
Splitting wedding cake eighths on a first date with a nemesis
Sometimes sunlight menaces, reticence of the heavensent
Gesture echo, emotional threshold
Flex to feel special, what about you not for purchase?
Misery careens, suffering lurches
Poetic terrorists make a resurgence
Purple lung potion
In brightness, smell the ocean
Picture my flow as seagulls shitting on you
Image: Soulfolks sorcerer waving arms fluidly
Condition: Extra large medium
Rappers react, whole typecast give me gas
Reflex, reflux
Wrote this on a cornhusk
Only play the games that I win at, no winning
Panoramic view of skew, hindsight
Pentagonal rolling papers, panopticon seven-layered, offsides
Playing patty cake with alter egos wearing my favorite halter-top
Taking free throws, falter not delete those
Incriminating megabytes, detonating phenotype
Mesmerizing keynote might pay your car note
Hard "r" air quotes, ergo in erouan, no coupons, sick joke
Killed the show, wonder why they never come back though

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Greg Ferreira - Cara de Golpe lyrics

Cara de Golpe

Greg Ferreira

GENRE

Rap

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[Intro]
Uh, nara-narana, Greg-Greg, xerecrazy
Misael, oh

[Pré-refrão]
Me diz ae meu mano Misa, lembra do último rolê?
Claro que sim papi, como é que eu vou esquecer?
Eu tô' com aquela doidona de MD
Só vai com calma que ela rouba sua alma

[Refrão]
Tem mó' cara de bebezinha
Mas o problema é que ela fuma demais (Transa demais)
Mano essa tal de Clarinha
Ela tem mó' cara de golpe papai (É golpe papai)
Tem mó' cara de bebezinha
Mas o problema é que ela fuma demais (Transa dеmais)
Mano essa tal de Clarinha
Ela tem mó' cara dе golpe papai (É golpe papai)

[Verso 1]
Mas vê se pode, quer enganar vagabundo
Bebê não se esquece, nós foi criado no mundo
Olha o golpe mano Greg
Ela ta achando que vai enganar os moleque'
Só que pelada ela é um absurdo
E do ex dela quase arrancou tudo
Põe doce no copo pra ela rebolar o bundão no bailão
A conversa com ela é pouca
Quer whisky e doce na boca
Passo a passo pra tira sua roupa

[Refrão]
Tem mó' cara de bebezinha
Mas o problema é que ela fuma demais (Transa demais)
Mano essa tal de Clarinha
Ela tem mó' cara de golpe papai (É golpe papai)
Tem mó' cara de bebezinha
Mas o problema é que ela fuma demais (Transa demais)
Mano essa tal de Clarinha
Ela tem mó' cara de golpe papai (É golpe papai)

[Verso 2]
Um rosto lindo e um sorriso encantador
Do jeito que cê' olha quase me enganou
É que ela sozinha é b.o
Com as amiga é perdição
Quer dar o golpe no menor
E fpder meu coração
De onde cê' veio eu tô' voltando
Respeita malandro
Quer beber da bira, bebe
Só não diz que tá me amando
O golpe tá aí, só cai quem quer
Ou talvez só quem ela quer

[Refrão]
Tem mó' cara de bebezinha
Mas o problema é que ela fuma demais (Transa demais)
Mano essa tal de Clarinha
Ela tem mó' cara de golpe papai (É golpe papai)
Tem mó' cara de bebezinha
Mas o problema é que ela fuma demais (Transa demais)
Mano essa tal de Clarinha
Ela tem mó' cara de golpe papai (É golpe papai)

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GMITE IL - Лёд lyrics

Лёд

GMITE IL

GENRE

Rap

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(Припев)
Я не дед инсайд но в сердце только лёд, Сутки на пролет ты пишешь мне говно, Если бы был счастлив, то не был бы Лохом
Как зашить сердце шутка мне все равно
Я не дед инсайд но в сердце только лёд, Сутки на пролет ты пишешь мне говно, Если бы был счастлив, то не был бы Лохом
Как зашить сердце шутка мне все равно
(Куплет)
Мне все равно что вы говорите
Родился увы, не в moscow sity
Я не сильно делаю реп
А ты сильно пишешь мне бред
А-а, этот трек рофл
Чтоб все написали что я ребёнок
Я забайтил вас и вы отныне забайчены Прежде чем писать послушай все заново, у-у-у я делаю дичь
Вчера позвонили и кинули кирпич
О-о-о 6-ти этажные рифмы
Это настолько убого что я сделаю бит им
(Привев)
Я не дед инсайд но в сердце только лёд, Сутки на пролет ты пишешь мне говно, Если бы был счастлив, то не был бы Лохом
Как зашить сердце шутка мне все равно
(Аутро)
Я не, я не де-де-де-де, в сердце, сердце только, только сердце, сутки, сутки на бр сутки, на-на, пишешь, пишешь мне говно, пи, пишешь, если бы был не был не был лохом, как заш, зашить, зашить, шутка шутка мне шутка, мне не

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Steven Malcolm - All Is True lyrics

All Is True

Steven Malcolm

GENRE

Rap

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At the age of 12 mama ran away from home
Broken and alone, left to figure out this world
Cold and confused
Crazy how she grew up spit on and abused
And still able to see her kids and see love through a pure view
Me and my sis we grew up pretty close
Was taught to put the family first if they ain't blood they the first to go
My mama met my dad 2 months later they expecting
Pops like nah I ain't tryna hear from yo perspective
Take this $200 while I'm at work go take care of that
To think now look where I'm at
To think the man that I look up to and never met could have and destroy
Something as real as the love that we had to this day affects me

Drop in and cop it, pops out here getting it
Pops was an immigrant choosing to not live innocent
Cops end up dropping in slappin' the cuffs up on 'em
Last time that I seen 'em I was 9 years old

Looking for love and then mama turned to the alcohol
No father figure so me I turn to my basketball
Family torn
Searching for more when
Only examples that I had was Kobe and Jordan

Spent some time in a place that really opened my eyes
Realized that because I'm black people choose to despise
Was only 12 when it happen, almost broke me inside
Discovered some people that hate me cuz my black side

Graduated, young and highly miseducated
A dream junkie I honestly missed the education
Was hoop dreaming I promise I got the elevation
And the greatness, I'm filled with ambition to make it

Now we here and it's a celebration
2010 I discovered life through a different lens
Started rapping using music as a medicine
Even when they throwing stones at who I represent
I kept the faith despite the fake when they try to divide
Learned at a young age only the strong gon survive
Back in that basement when I was indie all on my grind
Never would I image this life it still blow my mind

I know my purpose, I'm far from perfect, I know my way
I demonstrate and lead everyday, I'm bound to be great
I take my life and put it on display all for you
And let my tunes do the talking knowing all is true

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