plastered
I ain't plastered I'm stuck cold(stucco'd) Put on the wall Like I would float(wood float) You probably got studdery stuck to your strap, Studdering strangely wit sign languages having a blast You probably think cuz it says colt Then it's a forty five And you out blasting They tasked then the routes in town with thin ice and grim clowns About twin gats and a thin ounce So they than bounced back to Where it went down Where the kid nounced That it's cool to spit rounds Sitting on the playgrounds loading up they rounds Open up sandwich bag Like damn let's brag and drag Let's blow smoke in faces of young blokes Let's do what mommas say not to and just rob us of our fates today and take away everything Don't even leave us with hope And pull the trigger when I shove this dream up in ya scope Ain't no one hurting us More than we're hurting us Their help would help But I think what we need to learn first is trust
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Hey @jonnybones, We're gonna review your track 'plastered'. Let's get it! There's an issue with the vocals here, try playin' around with the mic positioning as it's not comin' out clear. Your flow is a little off, we think you can really tighten things up there. Try listen back to your rap and see if you can get your bars to have better timing with the beat. We think a great step to take would be to try one of our Masterclasses to help perfect your rapping skillset. We can see your potential, just put a bit more time into your next track! 👌 All the best, The Rap Fame Team 😎
I ain't plastered I'm stuck cold(stucco'd) Put on the wall Like I would float(wood float) You probably got studdery stuck to your strap, Studdering strangely wit sign languages having a blast You probably think cuz it says colt Then it's a forty five And you out blasting They tasked then the routes in town with thin ice and grim clowns About twin gats and a thin ounce So they than bounced back to Where it went down Where the kid nounced That it's cool to spit rounds Sitting on the playgrounds loading up they rounds Open up sandwich bag Like damn let's brag and drag Let's blow smoke in faces of young blokes Let's do what mommas say not to and just rob us of our fates today and take away everything Don't even leave us with hope And pull the trigger when I shove this dream up in ya scope Ain't no one hurting us More than we're hurting us Their help would help But I think what we need to learn first is trust
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