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kelvn santana – who shot rap lyrics

the notorious old school, ain’t nothiing better than a cl-ssic, trap beats the thing now, but dont go try and drag it
this sh-t fading away like kobe shooting the basket , bring it back dont go and sleep on it like a matress
ill rap the facts the fact that trap is whack and ill try my best to attack the cr-p
but the fact the rap is trapped in the dark like bats, makes me wanna grab the gat and shoot my cap
sh-ts whack mother f-ckers ain’t spitting the heat, sh-t crusty -ss f-ck like the back of ur feet
imagine this trend of rap ten good years from now, mumbling their words like a kids -ssembily speech
might start popping ur t–th , the industry is falling of wtf is coming to
may detective look for answers making it a funny clue, talk about the the same thing half the sh-t no even true
and still getting the bread regardless like a dam hungry jew
lll put a gun on you, cheesy rhymes and flow getting me tight
no real bars, make a hawk start loosing his sight , my style t’l make penquins go and start taking up flights
spitting the unexpected like a nerd starting a fight
all blind turning the wroing direction, rhymes is whack and producing sh-t like their small intenstines
n-ggas loosing their bars like bad phone reception ,sh-t is breaking up no signal but their connection
hook x2
(who shot rap, hot bars on the regular who got that
sh-t these days, it ain’t worth to play, yah all sound the same tell me who taught that)

the real sh-t was -ss-ssinated enough chit chat , think they all packing the goods ama have to strip that
unscr-w-ng the tools of the game to standing up right , ill spit punch lines but could finish with b-tch smacks
sit back homie i got the recepie stored in me , too high for yah to reach tho like the top of forest tree
more than then just making it top , their also maintnence, fire it up, be a angel but am not satan
i go my on road my own way am like a wizard, exept the road is not yellow, act like am sacred so
when i drop my confidence, the gang w’ll bring up all 3, the lion, tin man, and the scarecrow
never flop stay on my grind so put a sock in it, always got new puches better go start jotting it
going fast, am a bullet with the silencer, check my hat its all black, am mad am a cop tripping……..
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obeying the law w,d make a n-gga stop slipping, all leaning towards the bad, stand up right you’ll stop dripping
so if real rap and trap fight ama have to start hitting , am not kidding, i could win but if he ain’t dead am not finish
take his body throw it in the water wit all the fishes , but u ain’t suffering enough so ama have to start switching
their ain’t no limits
both dead , bring real rap back with resusitation , all who agree with me, just takes a little patience
all this fake sh-t derserve to die in the name of jesus, 12 followers is enough to start the justification

- kelvn santana lyrics

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