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letra de cowboy bebop - a-kil/yd

cowboy bebop
by: akil

[intro]
what are you?
just a humble bounty hunter man
look
word, check it
huh
look , young vinci n-gga check it
look, huh

ok
peeping the difficult flow
man i be takin the mic and i’m makin it glow
picking a part like a drone
lemme go k!ll the rating you be making a clone
now takin a step in a cynical sickenin mind that be makin me contemplating
every n-gga wanna ride the wave
till i be the shark in the water to take off a limb in a minute im gonna be k!llin you n-ggas im livin a villain im bout in my business i gotta stay focused you n-ggas who willness it like a jahovas i gotta be innovating you be emulating you assimilating but i gotta bring it man i gotta preach that you can be anything that you wanna be due to yo mind i see it as a youngin
you either rock or get rocked that’s a fight on blocks but i stop, cause i wanna chill and just watch that bebop and i stock up on lyrics that pops any icon in the mouth like a bad son that constantly back talks
look
bringing the heat and im bringing it back in a way that be k!llin the rest
yes
young davinci man i got a feeling that these n-ggas really feeling pressed
yes
mind is over matter i know that you n-ggas missed me this classic n-gga that k!lls me they calling me young davinci

god d-mn hold up
how you do this rap bap
you ain’t even got no bars
come on yo

yo
shoot my shot make sure you get lowmein like lunchtime my mind is like a shape up so my head is filled with sharp lines k!llin a beat and im goin to jail for murder
yea thats hard time
even if you tiptoe around the kid that’d be a large fine
i’m too driven
and i’m never talkin bout toyotas
im master luke wit the force you lookin like toy yodas
i don’t grip
i was in a drive by with toy soakers
but i still swarm these half ass rappers like more locusts
so focus
i run the game and you movin in slow motion
i brag a lot but im swift and too sl!ck like warm lotion
the last bar made six heads turn like it’s the exorcist
you rappers on the edge
my ratchet extends like a ghetto b-tch
connect this piece to your head like its a leggo sh-t
i’m not a violent person
in the morning i eat ego with some bacon
i concentrate in the booth like orange juice for the bread not a biscuit
i’m a protein like the eggs do
see that’s a balanced breakfast
before i leave there’s no need for my jacket when i’m too hot
because i stay invested
my wordplays vicious and your brain is being tested
im throwing punchlines
why you ain’t fighting back
im mentally crazy lyrical life hack
when im light smacked
with my mic scratched
im the sh-t and you smellin like light ass
if you biting you bitin back you in my cynical mind i devise any rhyme im deleting your history
your career might crash like an old mac
gunnin a cool cat
lemme go prove that
i abuse tracks
from the fast rap
to that hood trap
to that boombap
when the room claps
the go whos that
with the cool naps
with rude raps
that be lyrically schooling these n-ggas with a science formula
leaving almost every mc outclassed
you be outmatched
ain’t no clout match
im a sk!lled n-gga you just spout trash
god d-mn

oooo lord lemme scratch that

that bar made no sense like these rappers rhyme scheme
i think i can’t body anyone that investigate my own crime scene
i could be something crazy you called me a lyrical p-n-s
im f-ckin over these rapper they hopin to get my gene
yes
i must spit and bust mentals like a concussion
pause
man call me time cause i am something that never stop
mathematical g*nius no fallace i get to sum up then multiply when subtracting the haters in my division davinci
but while im sitting here at 4 in the morning but more for my syllables forming performing yet difficult lore like a ritual pour more words said by oracles through the door soar there fore score more wh0res than worse rappers i corpsed typical my poor morals go for more war then trumps and generals

topping me is like a vicious cycle never mistral
you miniscule
i massacre
you asking for some ass to touch
i blast my album in a massive truck while clappin smashin guts
you average rappers pass em up stackin up rappin caskets elastic a dragon savage thats passin iconic classic immaculate task master no blessin can match me if you snap to the nearest vatican church then ransack it
find the pope serine wrap him then scared for the haphazard you spazz
and you back hand him and realizin it back lashed you burn him and take his ashes and post him up in your attic and hopin that you get blessed cause he ain’t touchin kids badly
god d-mn
a-kil respect on every last mineral
every cameras on me do your job n-gga interview
cause i’m the one you can’t come in between you get no interlude you try to slide by but step back it’s in an inner loop
in a loop
gettin it makin lyrical business an inner tool
if i had a choice then cowboy bebops how i finish you cause even if its not the most popular in the world
the meaning behind is just like my lyrics
it’ll be unveiled young davinci

- a kilyd

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