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Cover Up

Album cover art for "Cover Up" by Y.L.A (YourLocalAsian)

Y.L.A (YourLocalAsian) - Rap

Cover Up

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September 5, 2018.

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Hey, do I really have to fire back? This man hasn't anything about me Oh, we startingnow,shit Y.L.A, sync up Ikeep things lyrical, I am amiracle Y'all just hysterical Hate on my music, boy, your world ain't spherical In the same place, but I am not here with y'all No, I'm not here trying to front I'm just here to call off the hunt Cause I gave you more than three days And look, what have you done? Shotgun approach on your diss Spit and you hope that it sticks Forgot the gun bloom, it hit Half the diss pellets, they missed Mic in the hand, watch on the wrist You hitting hoes, ain't have I first kiss That's 'cause I only let meaningful shit Go touch my lips I guess you plead the fifth cause you staying in silence I'll stick to my words; I won't resort to violence Go Internet on the beat, asking where did I find this I always keep calm when I'm hearing them sirens You talking about my skills, you know that I hone it Time on the mic is scarce? That's why you gotta own it! I got y'all in a web, look at the way that I've sewn it Every moment here out, you know that I'ma own it I put my music on, put that shit on replay If you don't respond, your career just decay I'll just keep moving on, fuck what the haters say When I die, I'll get a funeral, you'll get an alleyway So you will go fade away, take off like lingerie But you already down, hit you that'll be foul play Underdog, no not today; predator, look for some prey I'm feeling just like Ice Cube cause today was a good day There's no hook on this track, only bars that hit I hope that never go and pause this shit No autotune here, y'all don't like the fit Why words, why'd you have to make a mess of this? Cause I'm out here looking for a contract Like the ice and your screen, man they all cracked Used to be the type to avoid eye contact Now if you cross me, you better backtrack Me and my team, we always gon' win Rank out of five, I am a ten Once I while, time and again Write a new verse, pull out the pen You, toilet, track, I'll take a piss Thinking back, I'll reminisce About the times that I didn't Speak my mind, when I couldn't take a hint I'm straight in my element; stopped spitting but never stopped being relevant Get buried in sediment; leave you to rot and I'll dig up your skeleton You live in a deficit, you against me, your destruction is imminent My reign is indefinite, you say that we friends but you've never been next to this Hold up, time out let's talk about the switch up You producer hit me up and he wanna link up This may be fake beef, but I gotta bring up That you asked to use my shit, boy you better think bruh Keep spitting shit, I'm a natural Ain't a freestyle, have to capture all The passing feelings, stay factual Smart, sing and rap, man, I got it all I am in charge, the controller Keep changing moods, I'm bipolar Keep shooting, like I'm a soldier My rhymes be fire, yours mediocre Ain't pouring up, but bottoms up I won't go soft, I am not letting up Couple of songs, they not enough Turn the heat up, no it ain't hot enough Spitting that heat, don't pent it up Go and let loose, I vent it up Planned it out, man I set it up Y.L.A out, this the cover up, damn

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  • Luke Ambray