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drew rushline - not gangsta كلمات الأغنية

[verse]

yeah!
welcome to the mind of mr. rushline, grinning when i crunch rhymes
swinging at these rappers, that’s a punch line but inside my stomach something flutters
plus a hundred fifty knots tied up inside my gut, aight
you’re looking at the vagabond, but force my lyrics have, i’m the rhyme padawan
fresh out the bas-m-nt, that realization’s a sadder one, but the fact of the matter is that the rap game is a laughing one
distribute zippity sh-ts, this what i bleed and i p-ss, spitting it l!ckety split
yet a sicker, wickeder crier; i could rip every page out of my diary
but till you put me atop the hierarchy of fire you won’t require me
these dire circ-mstances are what make the verse advanced
a polysyllabic word addict making his first impression on the rap game
put that blame on what’s written, but every scribble is critically acclaimed
i shoot for the moon, but every star that i cop
had better guide me as to whether this my calling or not
and i’m high for someone from the bottom of the top, fearing the drop
but i ain’t anywhere near being stopped, no
tortoise who’s living life in the fast lane, bumping rap in my car and letting my flow leak out the gas tank
boo hoo, b-tch, i’ve got a to-do list
says tell swavy he ain’t felt sh-t, top it off with slim nelson
this annoys me, f-ck the gangsta sh-t, my flow like an ocean
no ad libbing, trap sh-t, or masking my emotions, chip off of writers block
sometimes i get departed by rappers that read between lines like they flunked kindergarten
finna start a f-cking culture murdering beats, churning the furnace i speak, earnestly burning my keep
spurting your pop sermons, b-tch you’re still flat, this punch might land
so if you sleeping on me, sh-t had better be a one night stand

[outro]

yeah!

- drew rushline

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