Correction Paroles I STILL LISTEN TO FREAXXX BY BROKENCYDE par CXRPSE

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This the place I have to do the tag, right?
Come on James, let's go
Okay, haha

I'm happy with my girl, but all my homies f**kin' rapper's b*t*hes
Every time I spit a bar it's all the spite for opposition
Do a tour, cross country, get home, and f**k my missus
I ain't miss it, you n***as don't be makin' compositions (Nah)
No compet**ion, they hatin' when I be spittin'
I'm workin' my position, while n***as just be sneak dissin', hah
I'm on a mission, regardless of my condition
I'm harder than Sid Vicious and louder than black b*t*hes (Bruh)
None of you n***as is part of this arc
Hard from the start, got a couple battle scars on my heart
Darker than dark, uh- (dumba** bruh)
Bruh I'm not even gonna- f**kin- f**k y'all man (Hahahaha)
I ain't go to school for it, I ain't never learn to be a rapper
Not talkin' 'bout Thorne, but you n***as be disasters
Music ain't for all white n***as like Casper
Ripped through a rap n***a face like a raptor
Lemme give a f**k about fashion, I don't do rap sh*t
I hate ******, and I feel like a fascist
CXRPSE gon' crash it, all them pussies average
I'm doin' this for fun, but the rap is a pa**ion
Lemme spit again, spent a lot of time f**kin' fittin' in
Now I'm tryna [?] cuz I'm brash and I'm ignorant
But I feel so different, there is no equivalent
I'm rappin' like Lil Wayne now, lemme stop bruh
Kill 'em all like ebola
Drinkin' soda while I'm sittin' in the crib
Lookin' right at my diploma
Flow nasty like corona
Use the force, like I'm Yoda
Doin' shows in Minnesota
Eat a rapper like granola
Spit a verse while in a coma (Woo, bruh)
(F**k you, f**k you; n***as)
Bruh, I pulled his muscles, I sh*t his pants, I beat the sh*t outta him and knocked his head off
(I kill people, I kill 'em)
I killed so many people, bro
Death- (Murder)
Death, death, death upon the Puerto Ricans
(Bah, bah)
What?

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