Corrección Letra Ultra Violent (Remix) par Logic

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Letra

Yeah
Huh, look
Uh what?
What? What?
What? What?
What? What?
What? What?
Yeah vibe Discord
That's reality

Yeah, look huh
I'm on my Hip-Hop sh*t
Got a lot of my chest
And invested in this pen
So these struggles can check 'em
Hear 'em talking like, "They really want war with them"
Truth of the matter see me getting bored with 'em
Bring a pillow to the stage
Snore n***a coroner at the door
When they ignore 'em you with more get 'em
I don't give a f**k how you feel
Lord with 'em, Lord willing
Your critics be the jury to thе murder
Y'all getting, y'all witness
Hеar that they fear that I'm next-up
Off the chain on this mic, off this bike and get your sh*t took
Debo we know catch me out flowing like Nemo
Secure moves got my people's looking through peephole's
With peep hoe n***as get a plate out and still want more n***as
Keep a Tommy on 'em
Just in case they go ghost n***as
We on that I'm your f**king problem and you know that
Wrong time for you hoes of the past
With the feelin's that you suddenly try to hold back
Huh? Yeah
Woah, woah
Woah look

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