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RAPPER OLIKA lyrics : "Got a Bad Rap"

My condition critical,
Left an individual, met God metaphysical,
Think we friends

Those feelings mystical

Dont hold grudges,

dont hold that against me
Dissect yo career,
like chopped liver or minced meat


Living through dire straights,
when living on the streets

Music was my drug,
cant get enough when living off the beats


Show and tell me what you talking bout,
this aint a meet and great
Unless im on your iPod,

youll never hear my voice repeat

Rapping,

to gain a bad rap to my rapper rapport
No father figure,
ironic to get Child Support


Silent in the night like T,
in Colbert Report

Give rappers pointers,
just so they can try to settle the score


But they cant,
nah the game is already over
My music turning heads,

cause my first name Ben, comma, Dover

Wanna come on over,

betta check with my Red Rover
Golden retrieve ya, leave ya,
catching feelings, they deceive ya


Told no one will believe ya,
not even Beibers Beliebers

Like a cold,
no warning signs, put you in a cold sweat, fever


Value eminem,
then again,
hold very few sentiments,

the melodys my girl,
we getting intimate


Drake started from the bottom,
You call that Degrassi
Came from the hills,

where the police were replaced by Lassie

Raps in your jeans genes,

well why you wearing Denim then
Have your attention for a moment
Riddle you with Riddolin


Want my sympathy,
Violins sympathetic symphony

No food growing up,
im thinner than a window be


Black widow string,
web of lies, how she do the thing
Man eater,

She the bees knees till she stings

Probaby like my love life,

past kisses and hugs right
She come alive,
we only got one life


My life aint a mystery,
let me clue you in
Diagram my success,
let me do the Vinn


Let me get in my zen,
whoa, fung shui say
Rappers dont pop a Molly,
Sweatin cause its Sunday


Shining on my grind,
dial measuring sunrise
The beat of my drum,
beat it till it die


Guarantee you arent safe,
opposite of a condom
If they got a chance,
boys in my hood would prolly run to Compton


Breakfast, lunch, and dinner,
yeah my fans comped em
Dont walk on eggshells,
Yeah I stomp them


Those who have more confidence,
through the computer screen
Better watch me close like television,
when I show up on the scene

Watched Pulp Fiction,
learned from John Travolta

May not have the guts,
once the guns removed from the Holsta

Cant you see C
vitamins from mimosas
Least I made it,
just something I gotta make the most of


Challenging rap game,
that Im just the host of
See me show out at every show,
they just dont show up

Tell me to grow up,

Im the one thats full grown
Dozen remarks,
remember when I was only 12 years old

Either a liar at my school,
higher than high school
Crack jokes while im alive,

you better die fool

Come up short with money,
no not for long
We get it fast like Expedia,
dot com!


Mo money mo problems,
dont need no study guide
In the whole hole truth,
yeah thats where I swear the money lies

Not in prison now,
couldnt cellblock me
Definitely not a chicken,
that aint even being @@#!y

Ready for a fight,
we fans watching hockey
Ride dirty,
like horses on a track , Disc Jockey

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