| Yeah, clic clac my gun goes
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| I hit you with that snubnose
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| To every other rapper tryna to make it in this jungle
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| Gangster rap is dead as small rap is now the sellin' point
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| While all these gangster rappers movin' into fuckin' jailing joints
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| (Singing)
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| Rappers nowadays can take girl out, even meet her damn parents and they’d be
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| proud
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| Yeah, my friends smoke and got me feelin' like a PO
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| Cause I don’t even smoke I got that shit control like CO’s
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| While I’m at it might as well say that I’m a VO
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| Never fell in love I detract girls like BO, no
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| Yo, did this dude just say hes a virgin on the track?
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| Fuckin' sucks
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| Yeah, I’m so seventh letter of the alphabet regardless
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| On a mental higher, fuck that energy I harness
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| I even wrote this song just to kill your favorite artist
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| You could look at any top 5 and I’m the smartest
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| I’ma fuckin' kill it, I swear I’ll fuckin' kill it
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| And in spite I’m about to fuckin' Meek Mill it
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| Yeah, I heard that fuckin' diss it was weak and it flop
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| I’ll kill your career publicly like the Ferguson cop, bitch
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| How the fuck you make it when I grind everyday?
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| How the fuck you famous when I write everyday?
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| All these sellouts makin' money so I’m throwin all that shade
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| All I do is write rhymes, I ain’t gettin' fuckin' payed
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| How the fuck you make it when I grind everyday?
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| How the fuck you famous when I write everyday?
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| All these sellouts makin' money so I’m throwin all that shade
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| All I do is write rhymes, I ain’t gettin' fuckin' payed
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
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| Yeah, look at this rapper with the sideways hat
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| Rappin' about money and bitches and all the shit he never had
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| Screamin' on the mic like a motherfuckin' idiot
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| Engineer the fuckin' shittiest
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| Yeah, people eat it up cause that’s the shit they wanna see
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| Meanwhile I’m catchin' Z’s
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| You faker than a vanilli show chillin' on
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| Really he’s insecure, scared of how we reserve
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| I judgement and get the worst but really he hates the earth
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| So he puts on a facade, he really wants to please us
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| Dumb it down until he’s worshiped just like Jesus
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| Make a catchy Vine hit, we all co-signed it
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| And I realizin' stupiditys prevalent In this rhymesmith
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| These days rappers fuckin' fake
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| They’re makin' quick bucks so I’m throwin' quick shade
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| I don’t really give a fuck about your bitch or Escalade
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| All that swag rap shit is really fuckin' overplayed bitch
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| How the fuck you make it when I grind everyday?
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| How the fuck you famous when I write everyday?
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| All these sellouts makin' money so I’m throwin all that shade
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| All I do is write rhymes, I ain’t gettin' fuckin' payed
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| How the fuck you make it when I grind everyday?
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| How the fuck you famous when I write everyday?
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| All these sellouts makin' money so I’m throwin all that shade
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| All I do is write rhymes, I ain’t gettin' fuckin' payed
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Make It , by - Josh A. Song from the album Self Entitled, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп