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dead.raps - frustration lyrics

[verse 1: dead.raps]
we’re bringing the heat, dead.raps, mtp, calvin krhyme on the beat
slaughter in the street, slaughter in your house
i don’t wanna hear a single weep, throw that tape over your mouth, you’re cut
slit#wristed, i’m twisted, burnt bridges, i envision, symptoms of determination
ya, i need a vacation, i’m k!lling the mic in frustration i’m anxious
but greatness takes patience, and manifestation, won’t come in a day
romans weren’t roman till they had their way
ya what can i say, i’m just trying my best, like why else would i play?
nah, i won’t go away, like i’m giving my all, the pleasure worth the pain
and i don’t need to pray, i believe in myself, i believe in today
thats all i can do, i just have to pursue, i just have to persuade away all the dismay, in case i gotta face a place, from which i’m chased
these demons are keeping my pace, and i’m losing my headroom
stuck in my bedroom, all day, always

[verse 2: mtp]
money trees about to grow up in my yard, that’s what’s up
i let all my competition know my mind state, wassup, wassup
i got gassed enough off of acting tough
i’m not the one to fake it, internet is all talk
and you know i’m all truth, stay spittin’ in the booth on them ‘99 beats#
i ain’t even pay a cent
you ain’t never pay no dues, you ain’t never made no move
stay doing nothing while claiming the man on the moon
but that sh#t is mine, imma press decline
imma climb up higher while you f#cks decline
like i said in come through, i ain’t pick up no phone
‘less the money calling then i might break (no folding tho)
flashback to a younger days to the old days
hope i get to go old to reminisce on old days
it’s# more days, more life
more growth, more lies
f#ck your lies and f#ck you
that ain’t a way of life
charisma oozing when i’m spitting ‘cause in rap i’m just a natural
you could say i resurrect this track ‘cause sh#t was dead, haha
i’m just kidding, i’m just playing, hoe
and i got love for dead, got love for all, yeah
shoutout#, motherf#ckers, we’re the sh#t
shoutout#, motherf#ckers, we’re the sh#t
shouts to clavin krhyme, yeah, he k!lled the beat
that sh#t’s illegal, name fits

- dead raps lyrics

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