Song: Film Pirates
Artist:  TV Torrance
Year: 2021
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[Verse 1: Torrance]
Yeah, my life's a movie, you cannot pirate it
I've been finding a new sound, it's been so tiring
Evolve, evolve, evolve, evolve, evolve
Career dissolve, dissolve, dissolve, dissolve
You get the point, you petty, you all annoyin'
Checked your discog and it's disappointin'
We just makin' fire, you're not joinin'
'Cause, your whole career, you've been exploitin'
Let's see what my sir sees 'cause apparently
He's more deserving of industry connections
When he isn't worthy, every single night, I'm workin'
We better than you, sit there, observing, uh
Sneak diss on a song, say their names
You can't admit anything, go and bring the flame
​redveil ain't your path to fame
And your ego so high that you can't take any blame
Get your ass up, I ain't wanna hear it no more
You copyin' collaborators, you ain't breakin' down doors
You're fillin' up space with your place, don't need to see your face
Shit hit the fan, sweating like you just ran a race
Hide behind Hip-Hop Twitter, if only they knew
'Cause you misled them, didn't tell them the truth
Master manipulator, you were so proud of
Bitch, I don't wanna hear the sound of your mouth, uh
'Dressin' issues, I don't have to be nice
And I damn sure shouldn't, 'cause you screwed us over twice
Tell a couple of your friends, yeah, you ain't wise
Delete your apology, you need some advice
'Cause all you ever do is sit there and say
"I don't need you all, I'ma blow up someday"
Just know your friends are the start of your success
When you ain't lyin' in a mansion, you don't have no bed
Your whole plan was to rebuild and destroy
We were all puppets in your little ploy
Tried to make us seem like people you enjoy
Just to stab us in the back and be so fuckin' overjoyed
Gain the trust, behind the scenes in disgust
And you think it's cool; what's all the fuss?
And you tryna back off, what's all the rush?
Just know in Sideroof, you really messed up
Fuck!
[Verse 2: Stefnik]
Cliché το θέμα αλλά με τρελαίνει
Κανένα κουπλε δε μένει
Είμαι πολύ μπροστά για την ελληνική σκηνή οπότε αποφάσισα να μπω και λίγο μέσ την ξένη
Εκνευρισμένοι, τυπαδες που δεν ξέρουνε τι κάνουνε μιλάνε συνεχώς
Ναι συμβαίνει
Εν έτη 2021, όποιος σηκώσει πένα και δεν είμαι εγώ θα έχει παίξει με την
Οργή μου, και τη μουσική μου
Πανύψηλα τα επίπεδα που φτάνει η γραφή μου
Αν ήθελα τα αντίθετα κάνοντας θα πετύχαινα
Αλλά έτσι το προτιμώ γιατι κρατάω την τιμή μου
Δεν θα μου άρεσε να λέω ότι ξεπουληθηκα και Πέταξα όσα πίστευα, ώστε να ανέβουν οι αριθμοί μου
Θέλω να γράφω δίστιχα που εκφράζουν συναισθήματα
Και να μιλώ για πράγματα που αφορούν την ζωή μου
Οπότε για αυτούς τους ραπαδες μη μου μιλάς
Παίρνουνε δύο Gucci τσάντες και ρούχα μπας
Πάρουν εκατό χιλιάδες σε views και cash
Και το παίζουνε γαμιαδες, ναι μπρο γαμας
Γαμας τη σκηνή και φέρνεις αηδία
Να πας στην TV ταιριάζει πιο καλά
Με όλα τα ψεύτικα σκατα που δείχνουν μόνιμα
Έχεις επιρροή μα δεν διαρκεί, κάτσε φρόνημα

[Verse 3: J. Embi]
Now come look at the mess you made
I would hate to see this escalate
Y'all ain't even seen the best of J
I have ascended onto the next Gekyume
Talk about it, I've done most of it
Tell you silly motherfuckers just cope with it
Y'all talk a lot of shit, not showin' it
Pussy-ass cracker bitches, no offense
"So you'll make this?" That's the fuckin' plan
What about that don't you understand?
Dropped a whole mixtape on my way to court
It was long awaited, I'm a wanted man
Fuck with me, cop a death tag
I'm wonderin' if you already guessed that
In this whole game, I'm a guest that
Is a livin', walkin', breathin', talkin' red flag
I was fightin' for my life
In a motherfuckin' crack den
Mugged across the street
From my house, that shit happened
On the fuckin' beat
For the clout, y'all just cappin
Not a fuckin peep
From the mouse in the rat's den
[Verse 4: Zotato]
Nap in the morning and rap after 9
I'ma travel the globe and still wrap it on time
I got bonds with my brothers, ain't no 25
Please call up an Uber, cooked this shit in drive
The seats are full and now the reaper's home
I must release a song or else the deep end's comin' after me
Gassed up for this new drive
'Cause it's due time, hand me my receipt
Bound for the Hit-Boy
Freestyle in the backseat for these hits, boy
Slow the flow, that's for the weak boy
Get the cheese by any means, but rats aren't what we is, boy
And they think they don't got sights
I'm dodgin' red lines, and they're shootin' at my eye
No precision when they aim, look like beaming to the sky
Dressed with denim on my thighs, fuck you, bitch, I'm more than fly
I'm goin' Super Saiyan, 'bout to blast off
Beamin' like a laser, when I point, you seein' red dots
Time to look into the future, mask off, I feel like the mascot
And my flow is too cold, I'm not talkin' no cough
Take a pic, you out of frame, get out my lane
You bitches are still the same
It's all a game, it's all for gain, it's all in vain
What's armor when the punch go to the face?
[Verse 5: A1TH]
Got a pot, I'm cookin', goddamn, I got a lot on my plate
I don't really give a shit, you pissed, but I'm on it today
I'm the best, my only message, keep this in mind on the way
I'll make you look like a guest on your own song when it plays, uh
Halvin' the competition, the top has been quite lonely
Y'all are PlayStation, playin' games like you Sony
I'll toss you a bone to atone for all your corny
Bars in your songs, see the beat, it's a morgue, B
Killing the beat, it's me, brother, it's case closed
Been a threat since I stepped in, homie, I'm tenfold
Every time I listen to you, feels like a meso
Pullin' up international, know I made my pesos, ho
Killin' shit, I made it, a rack is comin' in
I mean I'm at it again, depends on when I got the pen
I keep on killin' shit, I gotta repent, you can't match my ascent
I'll do it again so if you blinked, so pay attention
Don't you try to test me
Want the smoke? Well, cop a cigarette
Runnin' up the bags, they gon' wanna take they hats off
Respect is what is needed when, shit, you are the best, uh
Killin' every track, shit, I'm runnin' laps around you
The hardest one to match, shit, I'm flyin' out to Cancun
I might be in my bag, made a rack, like, what about you?
I'm done playin' with you motherfuckers, I ain't ask you

[Outro: Torrance]
I'm about to be so iconic
Your music better be ironic
My art of recordin' as good as a film pirate
You say you rule the world, you're not a fuckin' tryant
I'm about to be so iconic
Your music better be ironic
My art of recordin' as good as a film pirate
You say you rule the world, you're not a fuckin' tryant

( TV Torrance )
www.ChordsAZ.com

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