¥oung terracotta - hellcat lyrics
{hook}
i’ll hit 170 like i’m
drivin in a h+llcat
reality and punchlines
the acronym to spell rap
don’t think you have got it rough
i’ve been through h+ll back
smack ’em to make ’em jumble words
like how you spell that?
(x2)
de+spell like a spell card
it’s never that hard
to be a magician that dark
and deep into the arts
so far
everybody is looking to get a zard
but i’ll pinnem to a wall like q’s from bard
they’re all feeling the bars, like bartards
their eyelids can’t be kept apart
in fear of exodia obliteratin’em to shards
they’re all wishin’ that they had this flow
looking for shootin’ stars
but they’re 60 year old cars
they’re gettin’ picked apart
call it ark
how they need a club
swingin’ wit an axe
but all a n+gga needs
is his two fists and his gats
i’m talking iron fist
bulging muscles n alladat
imma leave’em paralyzed
burned and poisoned, call it hax
cus
{hook transition}
i’ll hit 170 like i’m
drivin in a h+llcat
reality and punchlines
the acronym to spell rap
don’t think you have got it rough
i’ve been through h+ll back
smack ’em to make ’em jumble words
like how you spell that?
(x2)
{verse/freestyle}
callin’ me musician
spellin’ off the keyboard
that’s all a rhythm
i swing and break walls like igor
i was here before these n+ggas
now they sadder than ior
the seesaw’s descendin
into blendin’ unseen saws
18 thrones of legend…
call me walt disney
how a story can unfold
out of such little pity
they will ask you one question
then you’ll search throughout the city
lookin for a roll+of+the+dice
a prize that no one has seen told
then all the fans are encapsulated in need of mo’ n
like a beast of mass creation i let the elements flow
out of my mind
cus it wasn’t on time
i gotta spit these rhymes wit such precision
alignin’ all the cards to grant their wishes+
exodia obliterates, now they’re like “what in the h+ll was that?”
reality and punchlines
the acronym to spell rap
don’t think you have got it rough
i’ve been through h+ll back
they lost due to a five piece combo that leads in their loss
+snap+
they ain’t even notice that i set it like a table a chess
will they correctly respond to me movin’ to check
cus i’ve got the rest
if he moves right i move my bishop up n left
and one more move comes from the king himself
i guess he pressed
(his heart rate’s)
above 170 like i’m
drivin’ in a h+llcat
reality and punchlines
the acronym to spell rap
don’t think you have got it rough
i’ve been through h+ll back
smack ’em to make ’em jumble words
like how you spell that?
(oooh, woahhhhh, oh+ohhhh…)
(x4)
+is in shock, not knowing what else to say after snappin’ on this beat.+
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