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lirik lagu shorty mic - settle the score

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[verse 1: shorty mic]

uh, yeah
yeah, every time i put a beat on yo it’s napalm
we gotta die someday so i get my blaze on (yeah)
i love this rap sh~t but y’all just make it hard for me
to sit back casually while you diss on rappers who rap like me (why)
but that’s ok ‘cause i’m coming back on the frontline
i’ve done more for this rap sh~t than your whole careers combined (uh huh)
i’m sick of this i’ma stand up and put my d~ck in this
and f~ck the game up screaming bible verses with a crucifix (be gone)
man i’m real i respect the sk!ll i do it right
so why i gotta fight amongst fake rappers and neophytеs? (tell me)
i write bars еveryday and every night
i’m something like a pair of emo jeans my sh~t is tight
i spit with an accent don’t test me i ain’t the one (i ain’t)
my bars heavy they carry weight like big pun (i’m not a player)
but does it matter? no, they think i’m bogus
‘cause i won’t conform i’d rather stray from the norm (yay yay)
this is hip hop, you know freedom of speech
but they beseech motherf~ckers try to limit my reach (limit me)
all because of the way i choose to spit on these beats
so i iron em all out just like a khakis crease, but these (haha)
rappers be spitting the same lines a thousand times
with the same flows and vocal tones i call em clones (they all the same)
don’t like my sh~t leave it the f~ck alone
‘cause i’d rather be a diamond in a sea full of stones (stones baby)
[chorus: shorty mic]

every time that i spit up on a record
it don’t matter the beat ‘cause you know that ima wreck it
you can hate on my style but my flow you gon’ respect it
i ain’t gon’ change just to fit your own perspective
i come in the spot like i’ve just kicked in the door
got all eyes on me like my name’s tupac shakur
i know i just ate but i still hunger for more
too many rappers not enough fans time to settle the score

[verse 2: shorty mic]

yeah
bitterness clouds your judgement so let the smoke clear
i’m an aus rapper like you show me some love here (show some love)
go against me better go get you some health care
and say farewell before i flip and put you on welfare (before i flip it)
man i’m stoney, trust gone from phoneys
seems like everybody turns someday including the homies
so i got my walls up, barricaded and nailed shut
i’m locked in this something like a zombie apocalypse (gunshots)
i’m poppin’ sh~t, making their heads burst like i’m poppin’ zits
it’s been years i can’t believe i’m still copping this (i can’t believe it)
the scene is like a racist parent
you reap what you sow, and so, the reflection’s apparent (think about it)
i see the same sh~t, in this new generation
of emcees, planting the same negative seeds
but be careful with your speech ‘cause you are what you speak
guess that’s why when i see you you look frail and weak (haha)
i will never fall victim to malicious vomit
racial comments from caucasians feeling quite lethargic (i’m tired)
stomping up and coming artists for a measly profit
janky promoters only care about a meaty pocket (f~ckin’ leeches)
but where’s the logic when i keep getting painted as fake
but in reality the grass is filled with venomous snakes (rattle snake)
pull out the stakes and lawn mowers show your envious face
or shall i pour some gasoline and set fire to the f~cking place?
[interlude: shorty mic]

come on man, f~ck
whoa (laughs)
look at you motherf~ckers now (laughs)
aww sh~t (laughs)

[chorus: shorty mic]

every time that i spit up on a record
it don’t matter the beat ‘cause you know that ima wreck it
you can hate on my style but my flow you gon’ respect it
i ain’t gon’ change just to fit your own perspective
i come in the spot like i’ve just kicked in the door
got all eyes on me like my name’s tupac shakur
i know i just ate but i still hunger for more
too many rappers not enough fans time to settle the score
every time that i spit up on a record
it don’t matter the beat ‘cause you know that ima wreck it
you can hate on my style but my flow you gon’ respect it
i ain’t gon’ change just to fit your own perspective
i come in the spot like i’ve just kicked in the door
got all eyes on me like my name’s tupac shakur
i know i just ate but i still hunger for more
too many rappers not enough fans time to settle the score


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