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letra de gullyshit (gutter 'ish) - aj jordan the crescendo

yo, flash of white to death the bloom beretta
slice you up real nice we call that human pancetta
when your new music dropping, if you snooze we catch up
you don’t got the boiler plate to the juice the room with levels
i’m so violent and weird he got a ruthless vendetta
see me at the top when you at the bottom acting salty beggar
i don’t mingle without proper people dropping thrills, abettor
look out your window down your street and pow the chills effected
i don’t count my k!lls unless you’re bothered by debauchery, ever
without my pills i don’t need friends
i will not hang around them, never
taking it back to the rule of who be who
without the jewels and cheddar
half of you ain’t got the stamina
to fight in the ring with a real damager
back when the fists was poppin
people were wildin, pick an apartment
looting and robbin, shooting em up with a pistol, probably not
but i’ve often thought of, going off in the crowd, completely fried
and seeing, how many molotovs
i can feed, into their mouths and eyes
i’m such a monstrous guy
complicated by the frigging fact, he freaked the frigging rhymes
who’s making you wanna cry
who’s the wickedest freak on record, probably mine
back when i used to steal the drugs
of how many people growing up
adjusted a creepy little punk
f-ck all the people who beat me up
back with a list, and growing numb
biting my t–th, when i hold my tongue
fight with a fist and hold it up
might wanna cringe, when i’m going nuts
light the wick when i blow it up
anything you did, i done
i don’t give a sh-t who won
i fell behind with them rappers out on the local scene
bro, i swear i’ve had enough
rip out my hair when going nuts
back on my broomstick, like a flying bullet
i got careers to end, and i do it while looking good, b-tch
you can talk all that sh-t, that you should, or could, or would, snitch
cause when i find you, it won’t be buddy, buddy coolness
cause i operate this battleship, and sink your bullsh-t
you don’t wanna battle, when i smack you with this duel grip
or blast you with a full clip
cause the badass is back again
and reacting foul, like a couple screws slipped
reality had to abandon me when i took my turn and flipped
critics had just assumed, that he was feeling really dark and grim
they seriously had no idea, he be a g*nius with the pen
spit from the mouth and draw with the sickest ink again
i’m an all around emcee who shows what he represents
so drop a move quick, with your feet to the music
somehow you cl!cked, so now listen up you pr-ck
my rhymes are too sick, that hubris on the moonship
excuse us with the newness
never who quit, my rock is therapeutic
my purpose on this planet still to move a couple hundred thousand units
get your boys recruited, turned into a movement
then make a couple improvements
to this current illusion that i didn’t even choose, and
why so confusing, your boy sounds like confucius
let me give you an exclusive tip to the way i do things human
cause where i’m from through the layers of mud it would make you shudder
that’s my bread and b-tter, claim my stake and
shove it up inside your ugly mother
when i rock this boat don’t come in, best to knock if you want some money
cause we’re sick of the way you run sh-t
in the great republic, of the united states, of ah… man…f-ck it!

- aj jordan the crescendo

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