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K-Pop Boy Group Full Rap

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Wo-ah-ah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ah-oh-who-oh
Wo-ah-ah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
No filter, no frame, no edit, no lies Spotlight hit hard, yeah, open your eyes
Mic check, run it back, run it, we don′t fit your mold We break it like glass
Rumble sprays and the static noise in my head This is day in the lane, I′ve killed one instead
From the basement nights to the main stage clay Yeah, we hungry, still starving, still
shocked, still rare A lot of dicks, bitch, they hit me like chains
But I turned that way in the fuel for the flame
No ground when I started, just dust and believe Now the throne feels shaky when they mention
my name I don′t rap for the trend, I rap for the scars
For the nights when the dream fell, snoopin′ and VAR′d I′ll be echoing down, so I′m
quiet and slow When the bass hit the floor, when the whole
crowd fall Back alley rhythm, my voice got rust
Built this sound out of hunger and trust They copy the style, but skip the pain
Try wearing my shoes, but they don′t fit the rain I bite back hard when the road tripe
Flex all cheap, yeah, talk is less I don′t need love, I don′t need hype
Body shop on my way, yeah, every night Crew on my back like armor plates
We don′t beg at doors, we kick the gate From nobody′s status to who are they
Not the same, I scream my name Yo, pause, no brakes, no safety net
Heart full of fire, zero regret They watch us rise, they place their bets
Too late now, yeah This sad, it′s sad
No filter, raw voice Straight from the chest
We don′t dress the truth We show it direct
Hands up, hands high Feel the floor shake
No cruising, yeah, we dominate
No filter, raw voice Straight from the chest
We don′t dress the truth We show it direct
Hands up, hands high Feel the floor shake
No cruising, yeah, we dominate
No filter, no fear No rules to obey
We write our future with bars, not face
Say our name when the speakers explode
Full rap crew, yeah, we taking control
Spit venom syllables, teeth like knives
I feast on the beat, yeah, dead or alive
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