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letra de wrath - anarxist

[intro]
ha, yeah, anarchy, ha
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
so much on my plate, huh
open up h-ll, huh
open the gates
ring a bell, huh
got demonic traits, ay
comin’ down a piece, ay
i do not know what i say, ay
comin’ on, i’m breakin’ away
huh, b-tch, i got that flow, ay (yeah, yeah)
huh, what do i got when i go, ay (ha, ha)

[chorus]
ha, so much on my plate
open up h-ll
open the gates
ring a bell, yuh
got demonic traits, yeah
but they comin’ at me so i better k!ll them again, huh
yeah, i sound like kid but i’m 5’3″
what do i have to dive so i’ll spill this again
my skin is white like ivory
why you so mad that i do it again, huh, huh

[verse 1]
stuck in the moment, yeah
duck with the holster, yeah
don’t even notice, yeah
feel like a rodent, feelin’ all broken
ay, ay, ay
i’m a slave to emotion, stuck in an ocean, probably broken
second the notion, probably throwin’
only just hopin’, i’m gonna be chokin’
now i’m all closin’, yeah, huh
f-cked in the head like yeah, huh
feelin’ you holdin’, yeah, huh
what am i doin’, yeah
he comin’ at me in the hallway
b-tch, i’m comin’ off my way
bumpin’ into my chest
one day, he gon need a vest
f-ck what he say ’bout the rest
f-ck what he say, i’m the best
hey, i’m k!lla ace (ay)
i finna hate (ay)
with that bass (ay)
with the 808s, huh

[verse 2]
i finna rate, dig a grave, uh
make my name gas to the flame, ay
hack to the game and rap to lame, uh
k!llin’ this sh-t like oh
ill in this b-tch and i’m comin’ on back
and i’m ill in this sh-t
and i know what i do
and ill in this clip
loadin’ the clip
and i fill your ass with lead up in your head
b-tch, you are dead with the lock on the floor
oh no, you is red
b-tch, huh
paintin’ my coffin rose red
you know why? ’cause i’m dead

[verse 3]
sippin’ ice tea, no sh-t, though, huh
gonna break her jawbone, lost hoe, ay
gonna put my fork in her socket, yeah, huh
yeah, i lost it, ay
sh-t gonna pick pocket
yeah, i done it, ay
slit on the wrist doin’ tic-tac-toe
x to the o shot like a crossbow
d-ck ain’t long, hit like diddy kong
your game is trash, you made it last, huh
do you feel that, b-tch, that’s the plan
lost in track with no shame
go with the crew, this ain’t a game
tie your shoe, look, you trippin’, you lame
ay, ay, ay
what do i got?

- anarxist

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