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letra de moshpit symphony - baahir jinadu & yung kevo from the h

[intro: yung kevo from the h]
life sucks and then you die
but even if this sh-t sucks take it by its f-cking neck and make the most of it. don’t let n0body hold you back in anything that you do. end of they day they’ll f-ck around and die before you
and that’s real sh-t
moshpit

[verse 1: yung kevo from the h]
blood and bayonets changed to bloods with berettas
a cold war with no k!llers to clapping steal with no winners
who came first n-gga the chicken or the egg
i could give two sh-ts if they gon’ both end up dead
grab it by its head just to snap his f-cking neck
but i gave away the egg
trade my ruler for a tech
i meant ruger for a tech
what’s texas without the tech
what’s breakfast without the eggs
we could run it without the legs

pause

bullets creep through his window
while he was playing nintendo
before the dreams of the enzo
before the sweat in the end zone
before the m4 with the camo
before he ever thought of the lambo
before the distress with no damsels
before “hunnid bands” was his anthem
what’s medication with no dedication
finals got me suicidal but this ain’t my destination
so i hop right back on that coaster
stick my hand inside of the toaster
eager green it looks like an ogre
lean put my spleen on that poster
nothing for his family took his father sons
and uncles uncles
pulled up on his block and blasted acne for the gears to jumble
are you a k!ller till you on the wrong end of that shotty?
till someone puts the left end of the ak to your body?
that trigger squeeze you on your knees you just a pre-existing zombie
ice cap on the glacier clouds sit pretty above it
it’s the year 3000 nitrogen melted off your stomach
ice cold heart so why the f-ck shouldn’t you love it
ar go “ra” i’m backwards till the day i kick the bucket
failed on instrumentals to spit the same way that the ruger spray
boo bop no kids bop
not what the nina say
six pounds of pressure to put a n-gga in the ground today
six pounds of pressure turn ya smile into a frown today
use excalibur to pierce his f-cking heart
companions are batteries for flashlights in the dark
i want to stop the vibrations and thumping under the rib cage
my life’s a f-cking story be sure to read ahead of this page

[verse 2: baahir jinadu]
they underestimating
these jokers really playing
get famous then they might start bending backwards like the matrix
i’m popping if they hating
like goku, i’m just saying(saiyan)
my name is everywhere so you can call me china made in
vacay in miami, spitting bar like xanny
i stay hip to it so that mean i’m packing f-nny
i’ll do you like a beat and chop you up on some van damme-my
and i’m a soundcloud rapper, that means i can win a grammy
anomaly i call to me, realest flow, no artery
i’m tryna make a star of me, so don’t lower the bar for me
so far behind you hard to see
my bars are sweet like halloween
you wonder why it’s hot in here
i hit the beat with arsonry
this rap is just an art to me
these rappers spitting sorrily, it’s just the truth so pardon me
you know you getting famous when people start with the hating
but i really can’t complain ‘cause it’s free marketing like carvery

moshpit

out from the west, now i’m down in the south
i’m talking hard ’cause rocks in my mouth
i do not know what y’all talking about
if you say that my lyrics can’t take you to town
back on this beat again, bomb like the president
thinking of crossing me, i do not recommend
current like present tense, sleep on me negligent
if they doubt me then i make sure i benefit
thought i ended it, but they stay meddling
whip looking rented and
songs we dropping just making us relevant
ain’t periodic but i’m in my element
i’m really selling it, i’m really selling it
verse too smooth how i come at it, elegant
keeping it pushing, keeping it pushing
mean time i’ll just light it up like i’m edison
don’t come near my boundary, do you understand me
benz do 4.25, but wind don’t stop me like i’m randy
diamonds in my mouth, mayweather fighting manny
i hit the beat so hard they gave me charges of manhandling
just arrived in england, i made a london landing
then i flew to spain, i had to hit ’em with the spanny
they never gonna catch me, yeah they never gonna catch me
might as well call me a lighter ’cause they never gonna match me

- baahir jinadu yung kevo from the h

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