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letra de sacred fire - aerial ace

[verse]
this song ain’t corsola, would it k!ll for you to listen?
mr. rime give you blues, now all the sudden you cripping
i’m on my hustle, the fog was trynna confuse me from neutralizing my targets but ain’t no way that i’m missing
you never out-witting me with the nastiest plot
i’m passing yo b-tch’s stature like it’s a destiny knot
my crew, we t up then ghost you, this special d-head gon’ drop
on my set, get cut and propped, there’s multi parts to this shot
you let them b-tches break you like a disc, you drowning in love
stop wearing your heart as armor like the chest of pidove
yeah, i got my own problems but a b-tch never one
this avalanche on my neck everyday i will lugg
aye, aye, i’m a glutton on a beat
y’all rattata worldwide but n0body wanna see you
every bar i spit so clean, it makes garbodor see through
making b-tches wet so fast like rapid strike urshifu
yeah you got that stamina for talking all that smack, bro
put that dot to mudbray, now he looking like an assh0l-
gun got h-lla kick, it do more than just zapdos
rock em with the steel, put an n right to his aggro
ace like barry, find a rapper spazzing like him
even for the smallest cap, i’ll give yo hat a lil trim
flow hypnotic, man, i got these b-tches weak in they shins
why press your b-ttons when the iron will like cobalion?
these rock heads wanna get reckless, i’ll break they mold, basculin
now i’m shaking these claydol’s world, how is this happening?
go and safeguard your money, i’ms till gon’ burn my way in
dressed in black, ran yo pockets like my name gladion
got you dancing with the stars when i beam you like a rapture
elgato master, i have the game captured
n-ggas wanna plug, here’s crawdaunt the adapter
knock your body backwards, drayden got your fraxures
i don’t need a tm, man, since birth i had swagger
got my work up, rock climb, what’s a ladder?
leaving for the bay with my green, no packer
the top me first and for you ever after
b-st-rds, f-ck the law, b-tch, jenny on my terms tonight
peeping at my ice, she want my wood, yo she a bergmite
road to me alola, i didn’t think she was the surfing type
these females getting faded off the thoughts of all these dirty sprites
you put me down, i wash the competition like a milotic
stacking o’s like hoopa, man, this life – i guess i’m bound to it
it’s aerial ace, don’t be astonished that i’m so astounding, b-tch
it’s 2nd gen of pokérap, one year to get my crown to fit easy

- aerial ace

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