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letra de light yagami freestyle - 954mari

[verse]
name scribbled in the page
they end up in the dirt, name written by the grave
grave diggers put in work
work the wrist like it’s in chains
chains shimmer on my shirt
shirt painted with the stain
stain image when he murked
murk k!lls with the brains
death sitting in the lurch
flirt with her, you insane
that b-tch is for the birds
raven picking at the mange
crows nipping at the scurve
skirt whip and put in pain, paid hit to get him turnt
you ain’t drop sh-t in months, you should keep it (word?)
we do not give a f-ck, you should keep it (word?)
every time you was up, we the prefix (talk!)
you done got it from us, yеah believe it! (talk!)
who was propping you up? it was mе, b-tch
yeah, that sauce that you love was the demons (b-tch)
that ain’t boss sh-t to us, you was leeching (talk!)
now we tossing you up, you the weak link
. .
the world needs a clean up, i’ll do it myself
i’m really a kira, no moving with l’s
i move with ryuk, he a mutant from h-ll
the tango with terror, a beautiful feel (talk!)
feeling like a shinigami, way my f-cking pen will cause the death of f-cking anybody
sickest with the pen, i bond to monsters like an antibody
i just need a name, and i could cut him like some beni-bachi
hop on instrumentals then i k!ll ‘em for my entertainment
if i know his nomenclature, then i put ‘em in the pavement
ain’t no mathematics, square the bodies and eradicate ‘em
i’m the root of evil, leave them lifeless when i’m aggravated
i am a separate entity, feeding off negative energy, stand by the light as the right hand
marked by the darkness that plagues every person
a man of my word, like a scribe or a wise man
i will be made an immortal through verses and every word is extending my lifespan
i gave the whole team instructions to k!ll it
this sh-t is a game to me, i am the hype man (talk!)
real talk, i am the iceman
ice cold k!lla when i hit the mic stand
i pick pen up, the ravens eat good, and it’s black crows singing, a single from streisand
ball point cl!ck, then the reaper make scythe slam
shinigami eyes, big names in my sights, d-mn
checking my watch and yo time is on my hands
tiktok timing, yo life is on bytedance
my notes app the real life death note
next name jotted down sent to heaven’s gates
wack sh-t on the scene that i meditate
i ain’t hearing real talk from the h-lla fakes
took a shot in the dark, didn’t hesitate
wasn’t talking ‘bout bro but he felt a way
live an action movie trope, brodie catch a stray
he a b-tch in real life, so it resonates
really draw sticks for the figures, no hangman
figured you’d stick to the drawing board, saved it
can’t draw straight and they hands is shaking
scribbling disses and talk entertainment
you drawing to shoot at me?
same as you drawing your last breath sketchy ass moves, i traced it
are we chopping it up or we chalking it up to a chalk outline of yo body on pavement

- 954mari

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