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Maverick

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    Here we go again
    Try to make a new song
    But this struggle in my brain
    Is telling me to hold on

    Like the Everglades drain
    Back in 2001
    I'm improve my aim
    Now you're my hunt

    When I say I'll stay
    You just say I'll run
    Don't come with contempt
    Leave the war for Iran

    I won't kill you with my pen
    I'm gonna clap you with my gun
    I can't demand you go home
    But the man that knocks you
    I'm done

    My bad for the wait
    Don't know what to say
    I run out of excuses, inclusive excuse me
    But that is my way
    But that is my way

    And you know what they shout everyday
    I still have a lot to gain
    Cause I'm no freestyler, so when I'm rapping I'm always using my pen

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    I've been using my lyrics to hit you from April to march
    Every hit that I throw is a bullseye
    That's why I call em darts

    Don't care what you say about me
    You start talking and I'm go zzz
    Error 404, is your opinion to me
    I don't give a fuck, about your belief

    Could multiply you by infinity
    That you would still be a zero to me
    Now get the fuck out, get out of my knee
    I really tried to be polite, now fuck you bitch

    They close ther eyes to battles and all the effort that got me here
    They criticize, call me rebel, but when they're in the pain they see
    You can try to hold me down, but I'll keep my pen dancing
    Writing poems till I die, I have my independency

    Music like a guillotine
    Cause when this shit drops
    It will make you lose your minds
    And some people throw off

    I'll go over those
    My mouth full of alcohol
    So I got overdose
    But ok it's all cool hoe

    My bad for the wait
    Don't know what to say
    I run out of excuses, inclusive excuse me
    But that is my way
    But that is my way

    And you know what they shout everyday
    I still have a lot to gain
    'Cause I'm no freestyler, so when I'm rapping I'm always using my pen

    I've been using my lyrics to hit you from April to march
    Every hit that I throw is a bullseye, that's why I call em darts

    Don't care what you say about me
    You start talking and I'm go zzz
    Error 404, is your opinion to me
    I don't give a fuck, about your belief
    Could multiply you by infinity
    That you would still be a zero to me
    Now get the fuck out, get out of my knee
    I really tried to be polite, now fuck you bitch

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    Composición: Samuel Macedo

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