| The way I’m blowing up is very lowkey
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| I’m the real shit, but y’all karaoke
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| I don’t give a fuck about a 30-karat Rollie
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| 'Cause when I spit this shit, y’all looking like the scared emoji
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| I can’t look up to these rappers if they’re below me
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| Got an army so big, it’s compared to Kony’s
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| Play this shit in the woods, see a bear named Smokey
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| Telling you to be a little more careful, homie
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| I’m very lonely, spotlight glaring on me
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| And I’ma make it to the top like my parents told me
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| If you really think you’re there, then show me
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| I’ma kill so many rappers they gon' have to hold a ceremony
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| For some reason, every white rapper is Eminem
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| This message coming from the Cloud, but it ain’t heaven sent
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| I ain’t Future or Futuristic, I’m present-tense
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| Then again, I’ve been sweating gems since like 2010
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| When Ben was 10, they said, «He'd never be ahead of them»
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| Like how they said that Trump could never be the president
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| Shit, I don’t understand that, bro
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| Put my finger in the game, like I’m Amber Rose
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| Damn, that’s low, shit too heavy to handle, bro
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| I’m so ill, that Travis can’t find the antidote
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| I guess what I learned is that our future can’t be known
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| Look at the guy that this nation told to command the globe
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| You said Obama’s from Kenya and he’s replacing him
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| And the racism in our nation’s not save to live in
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| It’s like my fourth grade math class, in the same division
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| But, man, the nation wants some change, and this the way they’ll get it
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| Poor mother with a child trying to make a living
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| Scrutinized because you chose a different faith than Christian
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| But all of these rides, man, they ain’t goin' to make a difference
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| Because the people with the power’d rather play than listen
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| Fuck politics, I’ll admit, I got a lot of shit
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| On my conscious, and I’ve been haunted with on my confidence
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| My following got a lot of opposites, it’s ominous
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| That people gonna suffer the consequence 'fore I’m copping it
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| It’s obvious, Wall Street lobbyists run out the lobby quick
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| Half the nation feel like they Bobby, bitch
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| White supremacy in America’s anonymous
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| We need some thicker skin, but where the fuck’s the dermatologist? |
| Yeah
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| I’m too preachy, it’s too easy
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| To trash all of the shit that they be saying on the news, TV
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| But how the fuck that did that even happen, like Houdini
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| Confederate flags with more than a few retweets
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| I don’t want to be the ultra-typical liberal
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| That’s repeating BuzzFeed bullshit like a ritual
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| I don’t wanna pander fake shit to seem political
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| I just wanna be critical as an individual
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| Fuck it! |
| I sound like Filthy Frank
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| A bad internet rapper, but I’m still the same
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| I fill the banks, stuff bags, like a pillow case
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| I build my rank, doing it until I’m great
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| And I know the way, I do it, I got hell to pay
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| I’m titanic, ice caps better melt away
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| No cool in the game, I can’t celebrate
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| Until I’m really at the top, I gotta elevate, yeah |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Red One Hundred Emoji , by - Quadeca. Song from the album Bad Internet Rapper, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп