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ugly heroes - good things die lyrics
[sample]
“don’t let a good thing die
cause honey you know, i’ll never lie to you”
[verse 1: verbal kent]
with all the beauty in my life, hit the mic ’till the lights out
bet barrack play this in the white house when his wife’s out
i got that good sh-t, hood sh-t
purple with them orange veins
people say that yours taste like a wood chip
you rookies push sh-t, million dollar rapper, dibiase on the mic
while you all is sloppy like the brothers bushwack
pop had put his c-ck in momma’s bush back
in ’78, the doc saw my face and tried to push back
wear helmets on all limbs or all ribs broken
i’m an angel of death and death adapt and taking what the lord gives
what gives? every written’s all fibs
ya’ll bids phony, fishier than dolphins
you’re mermaids, sayin’ verb ain’t relevant
it’s like using dog bags pickin’ up the t-rd of an elephant
sayin’ you ain’t feelin’ it, you full of sh-t, fell in it
wipe off and shut your mic off before i yell in it
[hook: verbal kent]
“don’t let a good thing die”
see any day could be your last, quit living in the past kid
“don’t let a good thing die”
you want drama, take a cl-ss, get your phd
“don’t let a good thing die”
see any moment i could pop out and leave you seein’ asterisks
“don’t let a good thing die”
cause when it comes to spittin’ raps i got my phd
[verse 2: red pill]
now verbal’s said he’s having fun
so i said “f-ck it let me join in.”
no avoidin’ it, appointed let the static run
these half-a-ton rappers claiming they ready
i have the sun wrapped around my neck, chain gettin’ heavy
i got the planets aligning with the planning to sign it
then have them standing in line to see me ranting and rhyming
they g-ssing you up with all those additives lying
you buying that sh-t, what kind of f-cking planet am i in?
i’m off that, respect gettin’ respect it’s nothing left for the rest
i f-cking called it so i’m getting it next
i got the sh-t to make ’em f-cking feel something deep and something real
surface-level rappers wonder why they don’t f-cking appeal
we give them real sh-t, real sh-t
i want to be that rapper that they feel like they could go get a meal with
or split a cab with or share a tab with
my mother call me chris, i give a f-ck about this rap sh-t
[hook]
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