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dale maguire - 2am freestyle lyrics

[intro: u4ea]
jack and dale
uh uh uh uh uh uh

[verse 1: u4ea]
i’m zoning out alone in doubt
i feel low and down under the coldest cloud
and it’s raining
isolation
dale stop complaining this is supposed to be entertainment
that’s how it feels
to get back at the eels
who snapped at your heels
that is fact. that is real
rap god at home spitting them tunes
i’m off the charts wishing i was on them too
i’m a pro with nouns and how i pr-nounce and announce
my adverbs and verbs and sounds
thought i had to learn new awesome flows
but i’m so on fire the only advice i got was ‘drop and roll’
call me midas when i rap ’cause every track i come into contact with is solid gold
eat the beat like a sausage roll
an -ss-ssin attacking an actress
anarchist and active arsonist
aiming acid at an arachnid (yuh)
the duration of my alliteration
should be taught in education
for our nation’s next generation (yuh)
what i’m laying on pages
and saying on stages
ain’t coming from satan or hades;
my brain is just crazy
insane and it makes me
not pray to be famous
the truth is i don’t want to be staying where dale is
so lately i say this:
“i’ll send you kylie’s nudes if you listen to my playlists!”
sorry travis… it’s only cl1ck bait sh-t…
not everyone can blow up by making great hits!
but i need to explode
i’ve wasted every payslip and made bad moves like tail whip
i just want them to know what my name is;
who dale is like?
who dale is? who dale is on the mic? (yeah)
you rappers are great at limbo;
you keep setting the bar so d-mn low
you should wear a striped top so you can’t be spotted
but i’m just talking to the wall though
random punchlines and rhyme schemes show sk!ll yo
too bad they don’t fit the context of the song though like
“i am lyrical, i got lyrics bruh (yuh)
and my lyrics all rip you to shreds your terrible (yuh)”
that had nothing to do with the tunes plan
i just liked the line like stephen king, tim allen and whitney houston
you can
come to dinner and bring any orange member from the fantastic 4 and you still won’t bring a thing to the table
meanwhile i bring flames; human torch
stab city but all i need to make the result fatal is a spoon or fork
if you want special spitting
listen to this fella’s writtens
here is my demo listen
it is a demolition
dale raps like a needle in a haystack
so i’m going to burn everyone around me until you play back
every great track with replay value
turn up the volume until the place slaps you
the b-ss slaps you
until the b-ss slaps you
yeah, yeah

[hook: dale]
’cause i cannot come to the phone right now
so leave a message at the tone right now
i cannot come to the phone (uh!)
leave a message at the tone (uh!)
i cannot come to the uh! what?

[verse 2: jabro]
wake up
the f-cking day’s long
on the radio all i ever hear is the same song
but they don’t really know what it’s like when the pain’s long
when you’re the only one in the world getting rained on
distract myself everyday just to stay strong
that’s what people say right?
yeah well they’re wrong
i can’t concentrate enough to distract myself
i can’t contemplate being up when i’m trapped in h-ll
i can find a way to bluff to my conscience self
so i’ve convinced myself that i don’t need help
that i don’t need to tell them what has been eating well
it’s been a feast for my demons
on my feet and nails
but ever since i was a zygote
i’d try float
growing up so big even with my eyes closed
i know rapping don’t mean sh-t without a meaning
but i don’t give a f-ck!
i’ll say it loud and clearly
’cause everybody looking at me when the b-ss hits
got the place jumping in here; i’m amazing
walk into my room and you’ll meet your death quick
so f-cking sick that i’m in the deathpit
i’m building myself up from the ground
put the foundations in up and around
i’ll cement my place as i reach up for the crown
but i’m stuck in a crowd
stuck with a frown
hope i don’t talk to the wall
like i’m stuck in the clouds
and if you don’t like our sh-t;
well f-ck you you gowl, yeah
f-ck you you gowls
b-tch

- dale maguire lyrics

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