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deddreamer & defnotbio - apprentice (remix) كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: defnotbio]
i ain’t no’ne to f_ck with, i work on my core like some crunches
i stay flippin’ words like i’m stuntin’, mike said kick it off like i’m puntin’
servin’ the beat, man, you know i’m not food, no, i ain’t talkin’ lunches
they say that he k!lls every beat that he touches, i k!ll anything it don’t matter the judges
if you hate, but then say that i’m great, then it’s end of discussion, move around on the beat
with that heat like the sun, b_tch, but i stay with that heat like i play for miami, you do not want none, b_tch, i’ll k!ll him once i get to uppin’, them bullets like students
they inside my clip, and it’s long as a bus, b_tch, make the soul leave that body that was his
put that b_tch in your face, so you know where my gun is, i don’t play no games, no
you ain’t comin back when i’m clutchin’, you got the green, like saint patty’s, i’m taking that sh_t
watch his luck end, better watch where you lookin’, i’ll blow like a ref’, like a chef
b_tch, i’m cookin’, library, he bookin’, gun that b_tch down, and now he askin’, “why?” like i’m brooklyn
when i aim for the top, i ain’t talkin a headshot, all of that actin’
that sh_t gettin’ older than fred scott, pretend like they still showin’ love when they get caught
ain’t no pledge of peace, like what jeff got, these shots fill him up like a fresh pot
i’m swingin’ that stick, i don’t play for the red sox, don’t gamble your life just to get popped
i’m rollin’ like dice, then you’ll get dropped, you gettin’ wet with the metal, no
dreadnought, then when they question, i act like i did not, y’all talkin bout mike
man, just get off of his c_ck, if i pull, then you loose like a slip knot
they know how i rock, he gon’ get the draco like he victor, thought i was a p_ssy?
but i ain’t a vick, nah, yea he gettin’ dissed like kelly up in k!llshot
think that it’s funny, get hit like a rim shot, uppin’ my arms, you get boxed
like i’m jim watt, said he gon’ k!ll me, i got to him first, so he did not
see me on a track, then it gets hot, they know my line dope, but swear it’s not
since the beginning, i been hot, they irritated when i drop
no h0m_, they pause on my line when it gets caught, they know i can rap, but they wish not
on a track, man, they hope that i miss, nah, i know that i’m better
i ain’t gotta diss ya, i swear if i make it, i know they’ll be bitter
[verse 2: deddreamer]
yes, i’m golden, no warrior, got the addy, no ada, no sawyer
when i drip and flip, no stunt, no bike, you catchin’’ a case like a lawyer
pure gold, like a 24 karat, that sh_t (drip, drip), i might wear it
had to get a brother to remix this with me, so i hit up garrett (drip)
get your ass kicked, like a bass drum, all your problems, gotta face ‘em
get snapped by the clip (_gun c_ck_), get snapped by the (_gun shot_), seven b_tches, so it’s an eightsome
dunk when you’re drunk like liquor, b_tch, i might pull the trigger
if i pull the trigger, and empty the clip, no talkin’ l.a. clippers
jokin’ around like leto, remember this sh_t, keep a reminder
like keepin’ a memento, remember when i pulled a falsetto?
repeat this sh_t like an echo, this b_tch trippin’, can’t walk right
so walk on your left toes, wait, is this b_tch from the ghetto?
this motherf_ckin’ b_tch ain’t really fond of me, little b_tch decapitated, he needs lobotomy
they’re on my d_ck, and they think they’re onto me, ain’t n0body really f_ckin’ with this wannabe
do this sh_t, no name drop, if no fame, no fame stop
if it’s f_ckin’ speed you need, then you got to wait, not
feels like every motherf_ckin’ wakin’ second, doin’ sh_t for all the people that i wanna help, but poppin’ to you motherf_ckers
when i do this f_ckin’ sh_t, flows for dinner, bitin’ on the flow, b_tches cold like it’s winter
got your little b_tch on the side, i’m in her, got your bad records, pray to god, why sinner?
he a menace, apprentice
heat on this sh_t, ridd_ck x, uh, never put a d_ck in my ex
swing the bat, sing in the mic, both gotta find a pitch
got two of these, both gotta cop a b_tch, i ain’t sayin’ your name, but i shot my shots
and i know you will start to itch, uh, me and garrett just k!lled this sh_t (feidorei)

- deddreamer defnotbio

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