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murdered rhyme - rap game lyrics

[hook]
f-ck the real rap
f-ck the fake rap
i’m just for my place
in this f-cking rap game
f-ck the real rap
f-ck the fake rap
i’m just for my place
in this f-cking rap game

[verse 1]
i start my career, without straps, i k!ll everyone, without compet-tion ah
these fake ones show me that they are full of comics
full disc, diss with new ones, emcees, what you talking about? i bring the new style
i move the ground, i k!ll who pretends to you. and who say that can win against me when i rap
i not fake. f-ck kidd keo
i point to the f-ggot and i leave it knockout, i do not see them, what do they say “rap is business” i created them
i not fail on the beat. the fool was silent
they try to imitate this mc? rookies!
it will not take me a sk!ll to mark them, with the free i flooded sk!lls. and i k!ll this morons rookies
i’m the god kilah, the godzilla
who does not measure his two rhymes and oscillates to oxidaze my doctrine
will see sums of two and more. is toutch to the down
my don to the flush of perfection
who are you? sorry. if my vision is to be a god? what is the problem?
better diction, better version of the rap you have it today! the power to give more of what you can give…

[hook]
f-ck the real rap
f-ck the fake rap
i’m just for my place
in this f-cking rap game

f-ck the real rap
f-ck the fake rap
i’m just for my place
in this f-cking rap game

[verse 2]
…in more that two songs
i don’t fear the gat. do you see them? they’re cats. i cut this cats and put them to cry. it will not stop to give good rap
rappers do not escape from my sickle to the mic
they’re buzz, i’m light, and they are years to can reach me
they do not see? i’m god, with such technical metrics, there is no ethics when i rap
if they medicate me with replicas, they will see me explode, and if they reply with “what will they say?”, i will postpone to mark
and if my replica shoots me, you’ll know what will happen
when i put two to this gossip, i don’t meditate to k!ll
if my lexicon was not explained, i extinguish them by keeping silent
and if my doctor medicated me with epsilon, i exile when talking
because if i dedicate it to my replicas i put them in the air when rapping

[hook]
f-ck the real rap
f-ck the fake rap
i’m just for my place
in this f-cking rap game
f-ck the real rap
f-ck the fake rap
i’m just for my place
in this f-cking rap game

- murdered rhyme lyrics

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