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letra de b-boy freestyle - ashden

[verse 1: ashden]

all that swag but no rhymes in em
hire me brudda and all you hear is sirens
k!lling these beats with frost bite minus
black highness, really writing minus i’m tighter
than hannibal lecter on a stretcher badder
than ivan ooze vegeta sparring brudda
i got that power yeah yeah
brudda’s are sourer do you know how many hours?
i spent slaying away in darkness, cowards
alright cool let me get onto some real sh-t
i wanna help hood bruddas put down their tools
like mj beat it video 1982, alright cool, alright cool
but anyway f-ck it let me get on with rap
look, everyting you spit brudda it’s really cr-p
thats why i’m mad, got the ump like camelbacks
old english c-ckney slang just flowing in blacks and thats that
had to thank bucko for that, yeah yeah yeah
had to thank bucko for that
(yeah)

[verse 2: helms]
black kaiser king shine and your flossin’ it
even mighty duck on the ice when it’s hockey sticks
everybody’s making bands, asking who they rockin’ wid
they be rollin’ stones still stoned in my rock kids
(shhh)
then we take the p-ss where that potty is
spliff’s get you lift call that potty piff
like my thottie’s thick and my hotties slim
in the sheets twisting up her silver skin
truest kids, moving ninja turtles we be in the sh-t
in the sewers mind machine computers on my dark ak-ma
so elusive tryna read the blueprint now i’ve got my zoot lit
bone medusa cah life hard like the algebra
ex chatting sh-t, zeds where i found my bars
same time i’m moving silent on some shaolin stuff
picking up weight from black jacks in my house of cards
digging up graves mad waves swimming round the sharks

[chorus]

dnv the clan dnv the clan
dnv the clan dnv the clan
dnv the clan dnv the clan
dnv the clan dnv the clan

[verse 3: t.r.]

t.r. i ruin tracks don’t take away the t
cos i don’t do it for the racks
putting in that b and break their backs
swap that b for the p, then break down packs
gym workout stretch them abs
four six eight get them packs
forget what you listen to you can get a quick boo
and i ain’t talking bae start f-cking wit ya boo
sneak up on you like peek a boo lighting shots
hit you widda a pickachu evolve and right you off
cah, she tryna make my buss stop
so i sent to the bus stop, she said my souls tangy
(tangy)
mustard..lol young b-st-rd, ha ha ha b-st-rd

- ashden

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