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I released this back in the spring, just a quick remix I threw together for Drake's "Draft Day"
Draft Day Remix - https://soundcloud.com/playwryte/drake-draft-day-remix
Lyrics:
Verse
Back to diminish, Despicable,
when I smash you minions
You come to ya own defense,
yet you act offended
You aint a gifted youth, that spits the truth,
you rap (wrap) opinions
I bother you, the way I father you,
have you prevented
I blew ya career in these sheets,
before she actually finished
I’m over you, with a Logo too,
whether its snap or fitted
Your acts a gimmick, you rap skittish,
you’ll only last a minute
And those other fourteen,
I’m wiping my ass with it
Have ya producer, at ya computer,
and acting suit for
Sending beats, express to me,
asking me to use em
Its eighty five,
and I’m bringing this shit “Back to The Future”
It takes a camera guy, standing by,
to have to shoot ya
Ya’ll some sensitive bitches,
that resembles a Mrs.
You can make hits,
but you can’t escape this, “Hit list”
Once I end this visit,
I give you my best wishes
So who’s the bitch?, You it is,
don’t pretend its different!
I could step out for fresh air,
and end it there
But I’ma keep spittin’, with each written,
you best prepare
You Playboys, are just centerfolds,
you been exposed
You talking dotted lines,
but you all just decimals
We could this settle this, and pencil it,
in the same booth
The shit you say just aint true,
you some Babe Ruth’s
You were setting records,
before the stakes were high
Its PlayWryte, and you know it,
Ya’ll plagiarize
You call ya self Illuminati,
call that shit a lazy eye
Nas was right, with all my might,
I’ma keep the game alive
Yet you act like I passed away,
and thats a shame
So eat ya words, you premature,
Man your shit is just the Matinee
So fuck the accolades,
I am back to Play
On or off the field, its all real,
Its Draft Day!