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letra de thriller bark - 954mari

[watermark: 954mari & [?]]
9-5-4 (9-5-4)
9

[intro: 954mari & wyt]
let’s get it! (orale wyt)
okay

[verse 1: 954mari]
you try to lie just to pull in yo’ profit
we spinnin’ yo’ block like the top of the florian
most of my posse is fiendin’ for lean
my team full of zombies, gecko moria (b-tch)
all of my demons be geekin’, they dyin’ and tweakin’
they really some undead warriors
beat from the pack, so when i smoke the track
i be k!llin’ this sh-t
someone call in the coroners (grr!)
get lost and never get found
no crock, he simmer it down
get chopper, yo’ system is down
get choppеd, big knots from the top of yo’ fit to the gown (grr!)
big rocks, my wrist finna’ drown
see stones in thе chrome, lil’ b-tch
one cl!ck, then you out
let’s see what yo’ clique is about
east side, but i’m big in the south
deepside, we driftin’ around (huh?)
f-ck the drama, this the hana hana
if you got a problem, put my hands on you
fight with fists, this no j-j-k
but if we run the fade, then i expand on you (huh?)
green-headed mobster like dennis rodman, but he still get lost
i’m like, “shame on you” (yeah)
i’m with my nakama
stick to the code, just like java
i’m not finna’ change on crew (facts)
cut ’em like zoro
you all gettin’ lost in the sauce like you tossed in a pan of ragù (yeah)
my chick move like she cool wit’ the kuja clan
i’m the only dude shawty show her back to (grr!)
moving like sanji, i want the smoke
try to kick it wit’ me? then i’m in a bad mood (grr!)
cut up your organs and paint a lil’ portrait
get printed by morgan, he send the bad news (grr!)
i feel like a menace, a demon, a devil
so mari don’t do main character raps
they swear that they dogs, they the hounds out in impel down
come around, i embarrass yo’ pack (yeah)
you testin’ my spirit, but most people drop when they near it
so where is the merit to that?
fightin’ a demon, he looking like moria
h-rns on his head with hysterical laughter
[pre-verse 2: pe$o pete]
why it sound like-
yeah

[verse 2: pe$o pete]
armament haki, my all black air force 1s, i don’t wear no puma, yeah
one-eyed swordsman, ryuma, yeah
big ass cannon, k-ma, yeah (k-ma, yeah)
i just pulled up with my shooters, yeah (aye)
i just pulled up with my goons
got a problem with pe$o? we shoot out the roof, yeah (brr-bah-bah-bah)
hold up, i’m seein’ full moons, yeah
i’m going sulong, too, yeah (i’m going sulong, too, yeah)
i’m puttin’ you on, too
he ain’t read no poneglyph, that boy a lil’ fool
he just read the news, d-mn’ (ew)
color of observation, i done seen all your moves, so whatchu’ gon’ do?
when i come through, long nose chop’, i’m like usopp, shoot (through, pow!)
one bill’ bounty, so that’s how i gotta’ move

[verse 3: ty wild]
how i gotta’ move? some’ like kuzan, way too smooth, freeze when i slide like, “ain’t you cool?” (yeah)
muhf-ckas talk like i can’t shoot you
old hoe, drop low like the bass do
i control ex, make her move like the paste tool, dude, but it ain’t voodoo (yeah-yeah)
this the last straw, y’all hawkins, you callin’ me fake? you, too (yeah)
brain coo coo, when i step in the room and your crew gettin’ chopped up
shot at they heart like i water lawed ’em
and my homegirl roll like verona, she totin’ a pole and unloadin’ some hollows on ’em (nah-nah)
bro’ think he doffy, he more like trebol, how we wipin’ his nose up for snotty talkin’
now they tryin’ to get gone, but i’m like big mom, spinnin’ they block and they bodies droppin’
and that’s facts (skrrt!)
thought y’all fly, but i’m sanji walkin’, that’s casually stompin’ on ’em
dash past, where they all be tryna’ max at (pow)
nonchalantly been the f-ckin’ dopest, y’all f-ckin’ mopin’
blade tucked like zoro, finna’ cut ’em open
if he tuck the pole, prolly put a hole inside another brother stomach just to show ’em i’m the f-ckin’ coldest (grr!)
[outro: pe$o pete]
pow!
why it sound like-, sound like-, sound like-

- 954mari

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