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letra de killshot 2 (remix) - aaron keese

[verse]
this is somethin’ that is buggin’ me, i have to get it off my chest
motherf-ckers doubtin’ me, i’m ’bout to lay you all to rest
i confess that i’m blessed to have this vice on my quest
so i can vent to the world and still show that i’m the best
let me ask you a question ’cause i really am confused
’cause these rappers doin’ subs but let’s talk about the views
they wanna hit me up, say they can help my career
motherf-cker you can’t help yourself when you can’t hold an ear
you need to van gogh, i ain’t f-ckin’ with you posers
y’all about to put me in a rampage like k!lldozer
b-tch, look it up, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout the movie
and you can’t shut me up and i will show you unruly
i’ll drop pipe bombs, bygones won’t be bygones
y’all corona to me, somebody grab the lysol
f-ckin’ with me, i’ll make you all f-ckin’ crawl
like the human centipede since y’all suckin’ ass and all
i’m in beast mode unleashed, hoe
1000 subs when my very first album is released, doh
f-ckin’ with me, ’cause i swear i’ll take off one day
but right now, i’m just pavin’ out my runway
so run away while you can
’cause i’m comin’ like a fighter jet that doesn’t f-ckin’ land
i’m sprayin’ lead at their beds leavin’ rappers on red
extra weight, i’ll shed, there’s no room on my bulkhead
lot of copperheads at my feet but that’s where they belong
l!ckin’ on my boots and not on my ding dong, get off of it
that’s a zinger for you ho-ho’s that like playin’ with sno-b-lls on the f-ckin’ low low
scratch that if they doubt, let ’em pout
i’ll be sittin’ on top, they’ll want my d-ck in their mouth
ain’t sh-t handed to ya, gotta earn what you want
but all of y’all generic like times new roman font
f-ck with me, i’m the cowboy with the spurs ringin’
b-tch i’m horseback with the f-ckin’ mud slingin’
billy the kid with a cattle prod in his hands
shockin’ everybody even if you’re in the f-ckin’ stands
people back in school didn’t f-ck with ya boy
and for some reason i was someone to avoid
now they hittin’ me up like we been homeboys
when i don’t hit ’em back, oh boy, they’re annoyed
now i’m paranoid, who’s real? who’s a decoy?
kinda hard to tell they tried to infiltrate like troy
now my plan of attack is to f-ckin’ destroy
everybody in this b-tch like i’m an asteroid
y’all meteors, f-ckin’ mediocre
y’all got no pen traits, y’all a virgin b-n-r
let me break it down, make it easier
y’all can’t make an impact like a meteor, yeah
and i ain’t finished just yet
let’s take a second to acknowledge all the people upset
that i came in this b-tch like it was a rape
and i trapped all these rappers with no room to escape
and i hear that, i won’t grow
to my face though, they tip toe
’cause they don’t want the beef it ain’t burger king b-tch
ya gonna get in my way
compare mine to theirs and mine is gourmet
make way for the prodigy this is the day
i stop lookin’ down and look to the greats
and i see me there in about a year or two
don’t deny it b-tch, you lyin’ ’cause you know that it’s true
can’t compete on my level even if they had a ladder
they are snakes, so f-ckin’ with ’em won’t get you there faster
i don’t have sh-t you want, motherf-ckin’ go fish
mr. keese with the bars, k!lled ’em in the f-ckin’ ditch
ah, yeah, and the albums comin’ too
1000 subs and i hope we get it soon
got an itchy trigger finger with a hair trigger
so go ahead and share ya boy, let’s get this thing bigger, ah

- aaron keese

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