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letra de gimme dat! - beastmode warriors

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[verse 1: slyzwicked]
right out the gate, i’m just lettin’ off an amount of hate
i spit it in different directions, i’m comin’ to catch a taste
i’m one of the rawest since causin’ carnage is what i harness
i’m cookin’ you mcs up charred to watch you tarnish
i’m back with a vengeance, i got that pen with the bad intentions
destroying your body limb from limb in specific sections
this no exception, i’m playing you with these verbal weapons
you rappers hold no weight like you was anorexic
i throw you in the septic, that where you belong
that’s been my same mentality since jp brought me on
and that’s to mutilate the beat when k!llin’, you in my seat
just say the word that i’m goin’ in, you obsolete
i ain’t no joke and i only fight when i’m provoked
you disturbin’ my peace, i’m bringin’ it straight up out your throat (ahh!)
there ain’t no question, i spit the flows with the raw aggression
it’s all pent up inside so y’all gon’ feel the tension

[chorus: slyzwicked]
move back! fucl that!
give me that microphone and let me rock that
move back! f-ck that!
you know we spit that fire water, let us spit that
move back! f-ck that!
give me that microphone and let me rock that
move back! f-ck that!
you know we spit that fire water, let us spit that
[verse 2: jp tha hustler]
ka-zar in the savage land speaking in the beast tongue
bee stung, spitting the venom i got your meat hung
threesome, me and the crew we here to beat some
kitty-kat p-ssy mc, we leave ’em bleedin’
weak heart, flexin’ your sk!ll, we got that fire bruh
come clean, dj premier, jeru the damaja
i’m mr. hip-hop, boom bap, ’90’s style
now it’s a mumble rap hip hop sh-t pile
and rappers speakin’ fast really ain’t sayin’ nothin’
rippin’ and flippin’ and dippin’ and trippin’ uhh! really sayin’ nothin’
this is the jungle, homie, you gotta k!ll your prey
or they get to plot and scheme and try again another day
i keep my guard up, mic hot, t–th bangin’
i’m spittin’ words of wisdom, i got the cult sayin’
gre! numbers of haters you gotta deal with us
and if you handle business right, cut a deal with us

[chorus: slyzwicked]
move back! fucl that!
give me that microphone and let me rock that
move back! f-ck that!
you know we spit that fire water, let us spit that
move back! f-ck that!
give me that microphone and let me rock that
move back! f-ck that!
you know we spit that fire water, let us spit that
[verse 3: zodeak]
i’m a ’90’s due with a ’90’s attitude
back in ’92 you wearing skinny jeans, they laugh at you
look at you pilled up, thinkin’ you a threat
i was mushin’ cats like you back before i had the internet
matter of fact before you were born
you used to have to pay for music and you had to go to the store
but none of y’all ever gotten to a scr-p at the mall
and it shows you’d lose a fight to all eleven-year-olds
you drinkin’ white claw, we was drinkin’ mad dog 20/20
could have been better but hindsight is 20/20
at least i’m not y’all rappin’ and ain’t got a pity
up on facebook, acitng like you worth a milli
stop! slap the mic out your hand, you don’t deserve it
if your goal is to sound like sh-t, well then your sound is perfect
i’ll listen once and forget i ever heard it
i’m the judge and executioner and guilty is my verdict

[chorus: slyzwicked]
move back! fucl that!
give me that microphone and let me rock that
move back! f-ck that!
you know we spit that fire water, let us spit that
move back! f-ck that!
give me that microphone and let me rock that
move back! f-ck that!
you know we spit that fire water, let us spit that

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