Outlandish - Peelo Lyrics

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No estas listo nino

Para una guerra verbal

Es a mi al que siempre te van a comparar

[Translation:]

Drink of the rivulet of jealousy dogs

Now I'll say it in his native tongue peelo

You hurting by every single rhyme I write and I keep

Been in this countryside the fucking one

Son of a b****

Hold it!! Respect to your mama

Coz it is you who's the bitch

Poor little thing here you have

My rhyme and my contracts

You want to be in my shoes

In the so-called spotlight

You know you can't sell the meat before killing the cow

You ain't ready kid

To a verbal war

It will always be me who you gonna be compare to

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[Chorus]

[Rapverse3 (Isam)]

You claim that I'm a mammas boy

Cuz I don't smoke or drink alcohol

She claims that I'm criminal like

Last weeks thief at the mall

Some say I don't sound like hip hop suppose to sound

Ain't got no L.A N.Y Dirty South type of sound

That's what I'm trying say

I was born and raised here

Let the Source Magazine cross the

Sea and represent here

Tell them how we felt the day Pac got shot

While they were screaming pour some liquor

We prayed all night in the mosque

Tell them how best "pop of

The year" is "rap of

The year"

Fuck being nominated 6 times give me

"rock the year"

Ask Jay-B he'll tell ya no stormy weather

Not even the ugliest typhoon could ruin this set up

I was laughing TZZZ!!! All the way to the bank

Changed the whole game based on a pop album prank

Hell next year for the fun of it

We do it again again and again

2000 and 3 4 10

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