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319 – the rapture كلمات اغاني

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[hook]
who the baddest, who so fresh, who want tests?
who the baddest, who so fresh, who want tests?
who the baddest, who so fresh, who want tests?
who the baddest, who so fresh, who want tests?

[verse 1]
shots fired, triggers plyin’, peelin’ tired
another town tryna expire tonight
30k over the clouds, high as i was
dumb enough to pump into the beats, rife fire
your leads, your sire decrees violence
eliminate the hype, just came to orders through the wires
it’s nothing, i’m a rider like jay r at writing
so i’m barking like the muzzles off the ar [?] nosetruck
his gimmicks to mimic, talk it down level
place a couple n-gglets in his veer for the image
he can’t imagine past the image, bro, they braindead with cancer
so [?] light head

[hook]
who the baddest, who so fresh, who want tests?
who the baddest?
who the baddest, who so fresh, who want tests?

[verse 2]
with the pill flip, a mil, you a mess
bro, she love you, she just using me for s-x (really?)
snap my p-ssport then i swoop off on a jet
trill n-ggas hear that [?]
russian kgbs is ill, oneohtrix
what you get rich for, just to buy some kicks?
snappin’ pics in my constellation vest
i’m a city boy, they play me in the sticks
stick to sellin’ drugs, rappin’ ain’t ya l!ck

[verse 3]
with triflin’ raps, they fightin’ for scr-ps
stiflin’ cats, knife in ya backs (where my [?] at?)
it seem wild every n-gga got the same dream
my hottie keep his friends jealous and his jays clean
but constellation teen got your coffee on a bean
you working with the poachers round gorilla, that’s a nono
it’s black pureness, your mind stuck in europe
low torque, no endurance, poor me, sweet as cern
i’m waitin’ on paula, she gon’ stir up
baby, don’t bluff, it’s a showin’ off
capture, never, caught up in the rapture forever
it’s a showin’ off, it’s a showin’ off, brother

[verse 1]
shots fired, triggers plyin’, peelin’ tired
another town tryna expire tonight
30k over the clouds, high as i was
dumb enough to pump into the beats, rife fire
your leads, your sire decrees violence
eliminate the hype, just came to orders through the wires
it’s nothing, i’m a rider like jay r at writing
so i’m barking like the muzzles off the ar [?] nosetruck
his gimmicks to mimic, talk it down level
place a couple n-gglets in his veer for the image
he can’t imagine past the image, bro, they braindead with cancer
so [?] light head

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