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RAP LYRICS FOR MY SONG : HOPE

Yeah

Truth Detective

Here

I will tell you about my life

My style

It all happenned because i had all the time

In the world

To write

Write & Write

Maybe it’s not right

What i do

It’s so cool

Flip it around

Sound like that

You need

To Just bring on the heat

Follow this beat

Walk against the street

Maybe in the next life we will meet

Hey my niga we will greet

Take this seat

And i will teach you the art of the deal

There’s no question i will bring like Jesus you to your next meal

When i rap i wear corduroy color teal
Never jeans

Move around on the streets crouching like the Navy Seals

Weapons cache

No weed stash

Versace hat when i Rap

The fashion world got your back

So forget about money or feeling any lack

I’m here to bring you gangster rap

Like it’s supposed be

Finlandiis colored red & black

No eating sugariins

Multitalentiis

Rule breaking addictiis

This is my way to rhyme

All the way

From This cold land i came

To bring you my poetical style

I’m not your regular guy

Trained like the best

I can stand up to any test

You throw at me

But still human

I can bleed

I have needs

No immortalitiis

Say no to that cheesee

I’m your coach

In the box

Leave the competition on the rocks

Break the locks

Claim the bucks

Never say life sucks

When feeling stuck

Just push it through

Resistance

Olympians

Harlemians

Gangsterians
My style to not play in bands

The fate in my hands

Underground underdeveloped

Walking on sands

Round and round

It goes

Never breaking the flows

Come to my shows

In the front rows

No dealing blows

No to hoes
Best shoes
Paul Smith my brand

Versace hat

My way to rap

Fashion and me

In a conspiracy to bring you liberties

 

-TRUTH DETECTIVE

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