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hanson (rap) - open letter and rip (freestyle) lyrics

[verse 1: hanson]

let me just say this… h-llo f-cking arrogance
spitting with an accent, caught up like abdi in the middle of paris
got dudes waiting to jockey us but we be on them saddles
rocking jordans while your boy be rocking sandals
introduce your girl and she’ll end up doing handles
from that bluestate but i know a few redbulls
mess with my flow and you’ll understand talent
my god do i have it? my god am i average?
no bro i’m just to macho to be savage
d-mn you ain’t seen nothing like it
call me a sideman but you’ll always be a sidekick
i’m on my hov flow, you be so different but your credit down to zero
southern east be looking for a super hero
bruce wayne mode is a go-go
and your favorite singer be my catwoman
i ain’t even looking, p-ssy so tight i’ll just slot in
longevity, girl call me totti, roma essence and we ain’t singing
call me jay hanso, yeah you should be livid
chasing success like a bad game of quidditch
got certain man broke with no fillings
i ain’t catching feelings, rather chase these millions
17 and i’m spitting like a veteran, while dudes comment bangs with no cillit
watch me break the ceiling, produce a rap track with no meaning
got kaze on the beat and rellik always beefing
but it no biggie, let em’ come hit me, do it for my city
got no buzz but i got something hidden
will i go on to be a rap game legend or a rap game victim
hey, i say f-ck your system, i rather do this encrypted
and send you a message where you don’t read, write or even text it
i mean let’s face it free flows are basic
no sound card but my voice be kicking, so simplistic
rap real sh-t and i thought couldn’t flow, but now you really know..

[hanson: verse 2]

just shut up, time to f-ck up
bruddahs be talking bad they isn’t
fire clips but them shots be missing
heard you rap trap, then you part of the system
will power no justin, i’m in my own zone
white boy inside your girl call that sh-t coco
ambitions of that mobo, watch my chips take over
i’m far from that rover, i’m just getting started
swagging out in that last king, i can hear the sierans coming
arrest me on the charge of being honest
i’m sorry i’m to quick, call a bruddah sonic
but we laughing at you dons, cause i do this with no cons
get my weight up, yeah i’m feeling strong
moving right while you dons be moving wrong, man on the moon
used to be bam and mikes was that boom
little faded so what’s gwanning with the room
lara coft sh-t, leave you sacked in a tomb
bust a nut and she’ll pray for her womb
while i leave a note saying girl see you soon
never do i spoon if she ain’t worth the time to consume
real cl-ssy sh-t from my point of view
now stop it, girl your back off like wallace, so let hop it
or let me make you say my name
rnb jams, we be looking for that tank
girl i’m the man, feed my ego, hold me down, no j-lo
but if you on it, you know what you gotta do
bust low, yeah you know it!

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