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mr. krane - shut up & dance lyrics

[intro]
yeah, one verse k!lla still in this motherf-cker!
before we get back to the mixtape
i’m going to show you some dope–ss rhymes from back in the days
let’s go!

[verse 1]
boom-bap, knock-knock, mic is on, and again
i keep complaining about my f-cking life, god-a-d-mn
i got some problems with study, no money, no scholarship
but i still have inspiration to make some rappies to spit
i got a f-cking superpower, n0body should know
i’m an -ss-ssin the lyrical, now i show you flow
i never was a kind of g*nius but i’m spitting venom
my ego trippin’ from haters, shout out to snoop, i’m a phenomenal
like eminem, he made songs for the southpaw
he’d rather show his honkey -ss in movie, blowin’ dro
but what the f-ck you talkin’ ’bout? he’s my favorite
mc of all the time in rap, i gotta finish this

[bridge 1]
yeah, give me some of the ‘no… sh-t, f-ck
something else, so that i can spit some more bars
this motherf-cker… aaah, sh-t
let the beat play, motherf-cker
let the f-cking beat play, motherf-cker
haha, f-ck that sh-t
give me something else

-beat switch-

[bridge 2]
oh, yeah, motherf-cker, this my jam, this my sh-t!
this is one verse k!lla!
we ain’t going nowhere, you f-cking morons
yeah!

[verse 2]
i got a quarrel with my mom, this p-ssy want me to study
but i just skip uni and rap, i call my pistol my buddy
no f-cking license, that’s the sh-t i don’t like and don’t need
i’m not a f-cking negretto but p-ssy, money & weed
is all the sh-t that i like, defend my gate like navarro
this world is fulfilled with f-ggots, my b-tches call me alvaro
my favorite number is 7, then 10 to 10, 35
the sucker punch from the fan of the soccer, dead gonna bite
i’m gonna conquer this f-cking world, need a place for a start-up
kick a starter the pack in the surf the subway, i run up
from p-i-g-s, they call me loyal fan of b.i.g
and s.o.d.m. the g., f-ck that, i’m not an o.g
so what the f-ck is wrong with me if i adore l.a.?
they always got some sh-t to say “the angels lock the gates
the only people opening them up are open g-ys”
f-ck that, i’m taking over in detroit, that my open-air, n-gga

[outro]
yeah, i k!lled that sh-t again
alright, f-ck it, let the beat play
k!ll ’em! k!ll ’em!
“dead$hot: p$ycho & wh!te”
the mixtape in this b-tch

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