{"id":98633,"created_at":"2019-09-16 20:14:45","updated_at":"2021-04-23 17:45:48","deleted_at":null,"published_at":"2019-09-16 20:14:45","original_id":null,"artist_id":33219,"title":"DTRA (Damn These Rappers Act)","slug":"dtra-damn-these-rappers-act","status":"published","description":null,"album_id":null,"streets":1,"source_type":"local","source":"file","lyrics":"Verse 1: I can't keep playing cool I need my stomach full then digest with sme juice all those fools need to improve content strict like a judge on murder case body bagng niggas can somebody come record the time I feel outta place\r\nI dnt really need a scale to measure my conclusion when I move u see illusion in the game to cause collusion lemme clarify confus how com u said consistent but u went from smoking weed to popping pills to scking dicks to get a deal it's far ftch we rnning after the cash we losing slp chasn the dream u play a game u losing G I got a pack of hyenas it happens I lose a win, here's a tip divide & win start working on getting it pity u think u run the streets we knw better thou to be called dope u frthest claiming u a G Fuck u a hoe know ur spot it's my time to shine bright than the sun I'm not nice my shit tight stop stunting get ur dime in a rush I rap to chng lives nt b Life I see on TV when I write they relate what a tym to be alive Privilege ya boy on the mic move I'm shooting for the stars\r\n\r\nHook: Damn this rappers act Damn this rappers act (Yeah yeah)\r\nLet em do the math this equates a mess (Yeah yeah)\r\nMan this rappers act sad they lacking facts (Yeah yeah)\r\nCalculated moves moving like I'm playing chess check.\r\n\r\nVerse 2: Spoon fed niggas with big empty brains lemme feed ya brain\r\nWe Both Know u Fake u in for The Fame Why Play the Games\r\nMan we not the same I'm fit for the race this ur bad fate man ur bitch said u mad broke take notes \r\nu post tracklist I make tracklist see who's catfish\r\nI won't sell my soul I choose to sell this songs it's all bout dough\r\nFirst time I had ur raps I thought dam that nigga is living the dream\r\nCause u was rapping bout the diamonds claiming that u a king\r\nI'm not a king I'm a nigga building my pyramid studied ur crew demise and the faking scheme shit but I don't blame u, u programm ur Tv screens\r\nThen I met u I saw the chains the ice ain't cracking ironic that shit made my heart stopped pumping\r\nRappers act lacking facts like ur chancing raps\r\nThanks to trap niggas got excuse not to rap","download_count":122,"play_count":2,"restrict_download":0,"generated_thumbnail":null,"flag_count":0,"download_count_24":1,"download_count_24_at":"2021-04-23","reupload_sent":0,"thumb_path":"https:\/\/s3.eu-central-1.amazonaws.com\/sol-assets\/uploads\/public\/5d7\/fd0\/ea9\/thumb_288735_300_300_0_0_crop.jpg","status_reason":"published","status_reason_alt":"","tags":[]}
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Verse 1: I can't keep playing cool I need my stomach full then digest with sme juice all those fools need to improve content strict like a judge on murder case body bagng niggas can somebody come record the time I feel outta place
I dnt really need a scale to measure my conclusion when I move u see illusion in the game to cause collusion lemme clarify confus how com u said consistent but u went from smoking weed to popping pills to scking dicks to get a deal it's far ftch we rnning after the cash we losing slp chasn the dream u play a game u losing G I got a pack of hyenas it happens I lose a win, here's a tip divide & win start working on getting it pity u think u run the streets we knw better thou to be called dope u frthest claiming u a G Fuck u a hoe know ur spot it's my time to shine bright than the sun I'm not nice my shit tight stop stunting get ur dime in a rush I rap to chng lives nt b Life I see on TV when I write they relate what a tym to be alive Privilege ya boy on the mic move I'm shooting for the stars
Hook: Damn this rappers act Damn this rappers act (Yeah yeah)
Let em do the math this equates a mess (Yeah yeah)
Man this rappers act sad they lacking facts (Yeah yeah)
Calculated moves moving like I'm playing chess check.
Verse 2: Spoon fed niggas with big empty brains lemme feed ya brain
We Both Know u Fake u in for The Fame Why Play the Games
Man we not the same I'm fit for the race this ur bad fate man ur bitch said u mad broke take notes
u post tracklist I make tracklist see who's catfish
I won't sell my soul I choose to sell this songs it's all bout dough
First time I had ur raps I thought dam that nigga is living the dream
Cause u was rapping bout the diamonds claiming that u a king
I'm not a king I'm a nigga building my pyramid studied ur crew demise and the faking scheme shit but I don't blame u, u programm ur Tv screens
Then I met u I saw the chains the ice ain't cracking ironic that shit made my heart stopped pumping
Rappers act lacking facts like ur chancing raps
Thanks to trap niggas got excuse not to rap
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