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letra de blastin' off - ars3nik

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[verse 1]
this is my debut b-tch, produced it
i’m gonna abuse it, i’ll lose it
’cause i’m motherf-ckin’ ruthless, leave ’em toothless
stomp you like a motherf-ckin’ smurf, little blue b-tch
b-tch i’m too sick
this is that new sh-t, this good ass music
turn your speakers up b-tch i’m ’boutta heat it up
beware emcees ’cause i’ma eat ya up like pizza hut
i can snap my fingers you’ll become dust
like crushed up cheeto puffs
i’m green and buff i’m incredible b-tch
and you’ll only beat me in your dreams b-tch, what
you cheesy f-ck
said that three times, dumbass, rewind c-nt
on the rap game, i feast and hunt
i’ll sweep them up b-tch i’m clean as f-ck

[hook]
i’m blastin’ off like a rocket ship
i’m blastin’ y’all without poppin’ clips
i’m after y’all i’ma chop ya limbs
from the crack of dawn, can’t stop me b-tch
i’m blastin’ off like a rocket ship
i’m blastin’ y’all without poppin’ clips
i’m after y’all i’mma chop ya limbs
from the crack of dawn, start hiding b-tch

[verse 2]
second verse, it’s getting worse, get a he-rs-
i’ll never let up when i get my pen out you’ll be dead with words
i’m bustin’ heat, you’ll f-cking freeze like december first
you ain’t below or up to my degree, you’re room temperature
i’m below zero and above two-twelve
last time you tried to climb to my farenheit you fell
i been spittin’ you been suckin’ on this d-ck when i been bustin’
i am p-ssed and now i’m runnin’ motor driven like i’m truckin’
i flow like a river, b-tch
you flow like a lake or a pond in the winter
my flow makes you shiver, b-tch
i’ll paint an image in your brain when i flow to the rhythm
i spit 50. cal, you spit bb’s
it’s easy, i can make ten cd’s
in 16 weeks, bars hotter than queen b
and riri, to comprehend you put it in repeat
there ain’t no comparison ya flows embarrassin’
i’m so barbaric and i’m no samaritan i choke our only heroine
you know i’m terrible and careless when
i’m putting holes and tears up in my competition
you know i wear their skin when i cut them up with katanas
my drip is hot, bruh, you’d think i’m sitting in a sauna
i’m spitting raw stuff, but i’ll still cook you
i’ll school you too, just take a look inside my book fool

[hook]
i’m blastin’ off like a rocket ship
i’m blastin’ y’all without poppin’ clips
i’m after y’all i’ma chop ya limbs
from the crack of dawn, can’t stop me b-tch
i’m blastin’ off like a rocket ship
i’m blastin’ y’all without poppin’ clips
i’m after y’all i’mma chop ya limbs
from the crack of dawn, start hiding b-tch

[verse 3]
here comes the third verse, the finisher i’ll k!ll it, uh
like a fatality when i make melodies
sh-t, i be spillin’ blood when i fill it up
when i take out a sheet and i reign down the heat
comin’ out of my mental with a pencil i been full
of innovation been amazin’ i’ve been a favorite
since the latest two and a half minutes playin’
mother f-cker i’m kickin’ gates in
i walk in, heads turnin’ i k!ll beats like ed sherman
i’m leavin’ emcees dead burnin’
like i was david berkowitz they never win
i cut precise with my lines, you better get surgeons
i’ll slam you like a wrestler even if i’m no tough guy
i’ll rap boxes around you even without the punchlines
i’ll take down a whole motherf-ckin’ rap group
even if i’m just one guy
people sendin’ me questions
like track four of 6’s and 7’s i’m vindictive and reckless
i’m rappin’ like i choked a b-tch with her necklace
’cause every time that i rap, all you b-tches are breathless
me too b-tch, you can say that i’m ruthless
and i go stupid, this ain’t that new b-tch
everyone done knew this i’m just here to prove it
you can say my rhymes are bullets
i unload a clip on a f-cking hoe and sh-t to show the b-tch
who she rollin’ with is always going sick with the flow he gives with no weakness
my acapella gets the people screamin’ cuz the beat is never needed
for the track to be heated eardrums receivin’ the thesis in pieces
’cause you’re repeatin’ the record for the chance to understand
my similes and alike and what i’m spitting heat on the mic
on emcees i swoop down like a falcon
b-tch quit your talkin’ listen close you all can
take my prose and make it notes on the page it shows
that i change my flows i don’t need to say it slow i just f-ckin’ lay it yo
racin’ so quick i done lost track
like i got no fall back as my f-ckin’ song crashed

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