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lirik lagu ro-b. z. - can you rap like me? (remix)

[intro- ro-b. z., billie holiday, p. soul]
remember, there’s always tommorow
uh
ro-b. z.!
p. soul on the track

[chorus- ro-b. z.]
ayy, uh, ayy, uh, ayy, uh
can you rap like me?
ayy, uh, ayy, uh

[verse 1- ro-b. z.]
okay, i’m inside my mind again, sp-wning rhymes again
like i’m hitting “try again” on an arcade machine
i’m resp-wning to clap back at my enemies
swallow their ghosts like pac-man, there’s no escaping
me, when i’m on the beat, i bring humility
to anybody who dare show me hostility
i’ll cut your words open surgically
and then send you to the doctor for surgery
’cause i bring demolition to anybody who wants my deposition
because of some premonitions they have from their observations
i want a writ of prohibition to ban their jurisdiction
so i can revert their accusations (uh)
in other words, i want the people to know that i’m done messing with them
it’s time we go our separate ways, it’s time for this to end
i got greater things for my life stored inside my plans
and you’re just a hindrance to me achieving them!
visions of greater things dancing like sugar plums inside of my mind
when those dreams achieved, it’ll feel like christmastime
collabs and albums, fame and fortune, singing my songs in stadiums
this is part of the drive that pushes me on top of the game, but
i can’t let myself forget who i was when i become what i will be
a kid struggling to flee his mindstate and be free
a kid with a p-ssion to help those in need
with an imagination that expands above what he can see
see, i set myself standards that are almost too high to reach
but if i don’t cross the point, then my imagination starts to bother me
because i wasn’t putting my all into the work i was making
i just did it so it wouldn’t take up the time i was wasting!
and ghostwriters don’t cut it
i’m sorry, but i’d rather write the verse the way i want it
doesn’t mean i won’t take your ideas and try to run with it
but you don’t know my expectations, so i can’t be ghostwritten (uh)

[interlude- ro-b. z.]
hold up, hold up, hold up
let’s switch it up a little bit

[verse 2- ro-b. z.]
man, i wish trippie could rap on more beats like this
he sounds better when he does some lyrical things
when he doesn’t use autotune as a crutch when he sings
about drugs, guns, money, and a bunch of hood things
and this is to those rappers who use beautiful piano beats
stop using them unless you got some emotions to release
if you wanna talk about the hood, go do that on a trap beat
’cause i’m not about to let you taint beauty (ayy)
and this is to everybody who said i’d never be anything great
i never aspired to be anything but great
so if you think i’ma crumble under your hate
you got another thing coming if you think that way
i’ll take on all of you, lyrically murder you
make you the fool ’cause you sayin’ stupidity
like you a leftie, you fear damaging psyches
so you turn on the innocent, start with the bullying
but you ain’t gonna make me start backing away when i can take all of you lyrically (uh)
swear to god, if you don’t stop what you’re doing, i’ll send it back at you like a bullet to kennedy
ain’t n0body wanna be on the wrong side of history
but you don’t know you’ll be on the wrong side if you cross me
and i ain’t ever sparing a detail, i dot my i’s and i cross my t’s
so before you judge me, ask yourself if you can rap like me! (uh)

[chorus- ro-b. z.]
ayy, uh, ayy, uh, ayy, uh
can you rap like me?
ayy, uh, ayy, uh, ayy, uh
can you rap like me?
ayy, uh, ayy, uh, ayy, uh
can you rap like me?

[outro- billie holiday, p. soul]
remember, there’s always tomorrow
p. soul on the track

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