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raproze - 100 lyrics

[verse 1]
here’s a story of a guy who chased his biggest passion
here’s a guy who makes his music with compassion
started recording my rhymes on my playstation 4
it sounds stupid as f+ck but it’s important to the lore
made my first track so you could hear what i was saying
soon еnough they’ll hear what i’m playing
one month passеd and i started doing some rapping
sometime in the future people will be clapping
got heartbroken in march, conveyed my feeling in song
if you like my music, you can always sing along
later that month, i made my talent public
one day i’ll be the biggest in the republic

[chorus]
a hundred rhymes in and i ain’t gonna stop
many bars to come, many albums to drop
i’ll be making music till i’m in the grave
my songs are so fire, there’s a heatwave!
a hundred rhymes in and the game never ends
tons of diss tracks and collabs with my friends
my raps will be lullabies for my future grandkids
i’m the one in power, so i’m shutting off these grids
[verse 2]
got my name heard, and richdogg was that name
so this is what it’s like to have a bit of fame
not as big as guys like jay+z or kanye
but i can drop a diss to scare my haters away
took a break over summer, came back in the fall
one day i’ll be touring from mexico to nepal
no more ps4 so i recorded on my smartw+tch
rezoned to a new school, so not much hate to dodge
back to hmj on november 13th
this is setting up a comeback before my 14th
made one more song for the rest of the year
writer’s block came outta nowhere and hit me in the rear

[verse 3]
on february 6, i wrote a song called pullin’
by then, people knew i had some bars cookin
dropped a few rhymes until summertime
i don’t care what you think, i was in my prime
returned in august only to die a month later
revived as lil steppa, time to beat another hater
rapped on the bus, returning to my old roots
got big again by rapping about prostitutes
i made the next step by rapping on some beats
made myself look cool by talking about the streets
my music sounded better, but there was more to unlock
took me another year or two to find that door and knock
[chorus]
a hundred rhymes in and i ain’t gonna stop
many bars to come, many albums to drop
i’ll be making music till i’m in the grave
my songs are so fire, there’s a heatwave!
a hundred rhymes in and the game never ends
tons of diss tracks and collabs with my friends
my raps will be lullabies for my future grandkids
i’m the one in power, so i’m shutting off these grids

[verse 4]
things were going great until i got expelled
my ego was lying when it said people rebelled
kept the game going until 2020
grew tired of this sh+t, not even earning a penny
retired from the game, was gone for basically forever
if asked if i’d return, i initially said never
but by june, i decided to come back
the world was dying, it needed a steppa track
dropped one album, then dipped again
don’t expect me forever is what i recommend
behind the curtain i was dealing with drama and trauma
felt so down i wanted to down some vodka in a honda

[chorus]
a hundred rhymes in and i ain’t gonna stop
many bars to come, many albums to drop
i’ll be making music till i’m in the grave
my songs are so fire, there’s a heatwave!
a hundred rhymes in and the game never ends
tons of diss tracks and collabs with my friends
my raps will be lullabies for my future grandkids
i’m the one in power, so i’m shutting off these grids
[verse 5]
2021, i discovered something called bandlab
my music sounds much better, i ain’t gonna cap
hate on me because i use a free service
cuz when i asked for a rap battle, you were h+lla nervous
dropped my f+cking tracks like your girl dropped her pants
quit acting like you’re so gangster cuz you smoked a couple plants
i’ve hit triple digits and i’m proud of myself
if i wasn’t bored three years ago, i’d just be another doll on the shelf
take a f+cking bath cuz you smell like trash
if you threaten me my knife shall go slash
i never quit music and that’s a f+cking fact
you must be brock osweiler cuz you just got sacked

[bridge]
1 to 10, in the early stages
11 to 20, turning the pages
21 to 30, it’s raining f+cking songs
31 to 40, making up my wrongs
41 to 50, were halfway there!
51 to 60, i’m the tortise, you’re the hare
61 to 70, yeah my name is reru
71 to 80, take some shampoo
81 to 90, almost, almost!
91 to 100! you’re f+cking toast!

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