Rap Devil Letra de Machine Gun Kelly


[Introducción] Dios mío, Ronny [Verso 1] Ayy, alguien le agarra unas tijeras (Zzz) Su jodida barba es rara Difícil conversación de un rapero que paga millones por seguridad al año "Creo que mi padre se ha vuelto loco", sí, Hailie, tiene ...

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Rap Devil Letra



Canción Rap Devil letra de Machine Gun Kelly con lyrics de música

(Intro)

Oh my god, Ronny

(Verse 1)

Ayy, somebody grab him some clippers (Zzz)

His fucking beard is weird

Tough talk from a rapper paying millions for security a year

"I think my dad's gone crazy," yeah, Hailie, you right

Dad's always mad cooped up in the studio, yelling at the mic

You're sober and bored, huh (I know)

About to be 46 years old, dog

Talkin' bout "I'ma call up Trick Trick"

Man, you sound like a bitch, bitch

Man up and handle your shit (ugh)

Mad about something I said in 2012

Took you six years and a surprise album just to come with a diss

Homie we get it, we know that you're the greatest rapper alive

Fucking dweeb, all you do is read the dictionary and stay inside

Fuck Rap God, I'm the Rap Devil

Coming bare-faced with a black shovel

Like the Armageddon when the smoke settle

His body next to this instrumental

I'm saying

(Chorus)

I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats, let's talk about it

I'm sick of you being rich and you still mad, let's talk about it

Both of us single dads from the Midwest, we can talk about it

Or we could get gully I'll size up your body and put some white chalk around it

(Verse 2)

Let's talk about the fact you actually blackballed a rapper that's twice as young as you (Let's talk about it)

Let's call Sway, ask why I can't go on Shade 45 because of you (brrt)

Let's ask Interscope how you had Paul Rosenberg trying to shelf me (huh?)

Still can't cover up the fact your last four albums is as bad as your selfie

Now tell me, what do you stand for? (What?)

I know you can't stand yourself (No)

Trying to be the old you so bad you Stan yourself (Ha)

Let's leave all the beefing to 50 (please)

Em you're pushing 50

Why you claiming that I'ma call Puff?

When you the one that called Diddy (facts)

Then you went and called Jimmy (facts)

They conference called me in the morning (what?)

They told me you mad about a tweet

You wanted me to say sorry (what?)

I swear to God I ain't believe him (nah)

Please say it ain't so (no)

The big bad bully of the rap game can't take a fucking joke

Oh you want some fucking smoke (What?)

But not literally, you'll choke

Yeah I'll acknowledge you're the GOAT

But I'm The Gunner, bitch, I got you in the scope (Brra)

Don't have a heart attack now (No)

Somebody help your mans up (Help)

Knees weak of old age

The real Slim Shady can't stand up

(Chorus)

I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats, let's talk about it

I'm sick of you being rich and you still mad, let's talk about it

Both of us single dads from the Midwest, we can talk about it

Or we could get gully I'll size up your body and put some white chalk around it

(Verse 3)

Hello Marshall, my name's Colson

You should go back to Recovery

I know your ego is hurting just knowing that all of your fans discovered me (Hi)

He like "Damn, he a younger me

Except he dresses better and I'm ugly

Always making fun of me"

Stop all the thuggery Marshall, you living in luxury (Damn)

Look what you done to me, dropped an album just because of me

Damn, you in love with me

You got money but I'm hungry

I like the diss but you won't say those lyrics out in front of me

Shout out to every rapper that's up under me

Know that I'll never do you like this fuckery

Still bitter after everyone loves you

Pull that wedgie out your dungarees (Hey)

I gotta respect the OGs and I know most of 'em personally (Aye)

But you're just a bully acting like a baby so I gotta read you a nursery (Nursery)

I'm the ghost of the future and you're just Ebenezer Scrooge (Facts)

I said on Flex, anyone could get it

I ain't know it would be you

(Chorus)

I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats, let's talk about it

I'm sick of you being rich and you still mad, let's talk about it

Both of us single dads from the Midwest, we can talk about it

Or we could get gully I'll size up your body and put some white chalk around it

(Bridge)

Riding shotty cause I gotta roll this dope

It's a fast road when your idols become your rivals

Never hesitate to say it to your face, I'm an asshole

Bitch ass motherfucker

Oh my god, Ronny

(Verse 4)

We know you get nervous, Rabbit

I see momma's spaghetti all over your sweater

I wish you would lose yourself on the record that you made a decade ago, they were better

According to them you're a national treasure

To me you're as soft as a feather

The type to be scared to ask Rihanna for her number, just hold her umbrella-ella-ella

"I'm not afraid," okay Oscar the Grouch, chill on the couch (Fuck)

You got an Oscar, damn can anyone else get some food in their mouth? (For real)

They made a movie about you, you're in everybody's top ten

You're not getting better with time

It's fine Eminem, put down the pen

Or write an apology about the simple fact you had to write a diss to acknowledge me

I am the prodigy, how could I even look up to you

You ain't as tall as me

5'8" and I'm 6'4"

Seven punches hold your head still

Last time you saw 8 Mile was at home on a treadmill

You were named after a candy

I was named after a gangster (brr)

And don't be a sucker and take my verse off of Yelawolf's album, thank you (Thank you)

I just wanna feed my daughter

You tried to stop the money to support her

You the one always talk about the action

Text me the addy, I'm pulling up scrappy

And I'm by fucking myself, what's happenin'?

EST captain, salute me or shoot me

That's what he's gonna have to do to me when he realizes there ain't shit he could do to me

Everybody always hated me, this isn't anything new to me

Yeah there's a difference between us, I got all of my shit without Dre producing me (Aye)

I know you're not used to me

Usually one of your disses should ruin me

But bitch I'm from Cleveland, everybody quiet this evening, I'm reading the eulogy (Shh)

Dropped an album called Kamikaze, so that means it killed him

Already fucked one rapper's girl this week, don't make me call Kim

(Chorus)

I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats, let's talk about it

I'm sick of you being rich and you still mad, let's talk about it

Both of us single dads from the Midwest, we can talk about it

Or we could get gully I'll size up your body and put some white chalk around it


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Se ha superado el límite máximo de caracteres permitidos 5000/5000 1137 carácter por encima de los 5000 máximos permitidos: And don't be a sucker and take my verse off of Yelawolf's album, thank you (Thank you) I just wanna feed my daughter Yo ...

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