Letra de CTRL+C - Hakeem Prime

(A Kendrick Lamar Diss by Hakeem Prime)

Look, I’m from the West, so I know where it started

You borrowed from the bay, repacked it, then you charted

LA native, but Compton couldn’t save you’

You mimic the bay, but the rhythm ain’t stayin’ true

No classics at the superbowl

Yeah Cole exposed you

You dodging’ the smoke

Heard you hidin’ that Bing

Bot farms got you safe

While the industry in a sting

These nigga thinking that we can’t see a thing..

Talkin’ bout levels, but can’t touch the peak with out a AI

You whisper in riddles

I bringing facts to yo kennel

The culture lose

Cause yall keep hating even when we all winning

Ima just speaking to my brother, We just conversation

Gassed off the Pulitzer Prize with googaly eyes

That was for pity, they gave you your turn

Because of Pac & biggie

But you just a nerd, tryna sound like a drilla

You ain’t stylen, just playin’ like you a thriller

CTRL+C, boy, you copied the bay

They Thought it was yours, but you borrower

Fake beef, fake pain, fake woke, fake fame

Write a whole novel, still losin’ the claim

Im in idaho idk what you looking at?

If I had Drake bag, kendrick I’d body you daily

Six months straight look at the label crazy

They took kelly & diddy why would you following they trends

With the daughter & the minor

You twisted the truth just to sell us a story

Exaggerate facts ‘cause your pen wasn’t gory

Can’t write a diss ‘cause your wit ain’t equipped

So you lied on the mic just to hope it would stick

I would have sang to Whitney, till she was blue in the face

Punchlines hit till you was new in the face

Have her ploting with me like we was stealing a safe

Got on a feature and throu a pitty party cause you still in a race

CTRL+ Alt DEL from the superbowl now its time to erase

“Turn his tv back on”

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