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letra de king arthur - bioson

(mr. hyde)
king arthur mclellan. tie your gloves up, you’ll get f-cked up, here we go

(mr. hyde)
yo, it’s the reign of king arthur, want some drama he’ll bring some
his fists are his weapons and the ring is his kingdom
reppin’ williams and complaining ranking welterweights
ripped in tip-top shape and quick and sl!ck as a snake
get sniped by sharp shots, i’ll box and outfox
and when this left hook lands, enough to batter your socks
now your whole frame is shaking head to toe from just one blow
your blood splashes on your mothers face from the front row
your mouth piece is missing now along with your t–th
you’ll bе sucking dinner out a f-cking straw for weeks
son you should’ve stayed homе all that bobbing and weaving
you couldn’t dodge the barrage hand speed of a demon
the scottish warrior, bringing terror on fight day
you might sh-te your drawers when these bag pipes play
ain’t no way to prepare you except for sparring the ring
last with arthur the king and all the carnage he brings

(block mccloud)
momma said if i believe
then there’s nothing i can’t achieve
if i tried hard enough and finally turn a nightmare to a dream
but momma’s dead and they pretend to be an angel but they demons
i try to fight fair but they schemin’
make a nightmare of my dream, make a nightmare of my dream
(celph titled)
salute to the king, it’s about to be a movie
rip off your ear, goofy, use it as a beer koozie
sizzle your team into omelets, flip to the ring like prince naseem hamed
and punch you till you vomit
keep a sl!ck stare, to get your wig split ears
stick and move, maneuver these knuckles on your b-tch ass
the footwork nice, the blows feel like tnt
thought you going 3 for 3 but all you see is emt
reppin’ bc with a last name, respected
whole family of fighters, carry fists like deadly weapons
tickets are sold out before the promo rollout
just to see the king knock you’re ho ass out
cause when it’s arthur mclellan, your face will part to be swelling
n0body train harder to hit your brain harder turn it into gelatin
you know a champ uses hands with precision
ain’t trying to hear nothing else, we’re unanimous decision

(block mccloud)
momma said if i believe
then there’s nothing i can’t achieve
if i tried hard enough and finally turn a nightmare to a dream
but momma’s dead and they pretend to be an angel but they demons
i try to fight fair but they schemin’
make a nightmare of my dream, make a nightmare of my dream
(bioson)
king arthur, the executioner, the axe will drop
this jab might tend to shoot, first see it lands
man you soft, you don’t have the hands to box
proved you and your b-tch boys got glass for jaws
f-ck celebrity status, man i’m fine with getting bio
and knowing i can pulverize posers with my eyes closed
and i’m coach and my bros are holders of their titles
you coast? i’ll fly home to coach just to subside you
you’re slow to tangle plus you show no angles
you try to go lomachenko while you amateur with broken ankles
entertaining them like wrestlers in the ring
but you just a stooge clown, you a jester to the king
call the shots before i throw them, that’s with celtic pride
if you ain’t brawling on the block take yourself and hide
it’s over, opposition, winner declared
another body in the trophy case for vickie and gary

- bioson

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