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letra de #goldencypherentry - anonymous-glock

the egg drops deep as does my cheese
i never stab, ’cause to stab is the cousin of a freeze
beyond the walls of hats, life is defined
i think of death when i’m in a hard state of mind
hope the seize got some disease
my tease don’t like no dirty expertise
run up to the freeze and get the ease
in an a hard state of mind
what more could you ask for? the ugly egg?
you complain about life
i gotta love it though – somebody still speaks for thе bootleg
i’m rappin’ to the phone
and i’m gonna movе your drone
meaningless, smelly, painful, like a boat
boy, i tell you, i thought you were a float
i can’t take the life, can’t take the foot
i woulda tried to cook i guess i got no output
i’m rappin’ to the drone
and i’m gonna move your phone
yea, yaz, in a hard state of mind
when i was young my cousin had a nutmeg
i waz kicked out without no keg
i never thought i’d see that peg
ain’t a soul alive that could take my cousin’s bootleg
a negative bottle is quite the throttle
speed it up
shaking and baking and hating and breaking everything into everything we gon be hatin and matin when i get up i’m bringin it better i’m busting every girl in the room thinking i’m bringing it better than every guy getting up and murdering every and making em all chop him down no mercy making em all drop making him suffer all shock he knows not to mess with the spitter they gonna be running outta ammo when i jam the trigger afterwards imma be coming in your face and hit em with the flow coming into all their faces the snow gonna be doing it too quick they gonna want to hate even with their mumble
when i’m busting out the machete don’t blame me when they go missing

and that’s not even my fastest
oh you thought that was it
i got more stuff for a hit
i got heat man
you don’t even have a plan
i’ve already started my own clan
anonymous glock be spittin pure fire
everyone be flexing but i can’t get any higher
everyone be sayin they spit fast
but all that mumble’s put me in a cast
twisted insane be all brain
but imma whip him with a cane

i know i ain’t a lyrical ak-ma
but that stuff’s just for boomers
my lyrics got no meaning
but i wish he wasn’t breathing
imma leave you kneeling
my man crucified the speed god
we got you, me and my whole squad
imma with his life
he gon die from black death
i wanna watch his last last breath
ya’ll can hate
but im number 1 to myself that’s he only thing that matters

- anonymous glock

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