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letra de bushmaster - blaq poet

[intro]

the f-ck you say now, huh? hey, huh? bam bam bam motherf-cker i am strapped. you don’t f-cking talk now, huh?

[verse 1: vinnie paz]

i got the ar-15, let me hit his head
heard us running up inside the crib and then he sh-t his bed
i ain’t trying to hear nothing cousin give me bread
the only thing inside the duffel bag shrunken heads
that’s how motherf-cking grimy we are
you don’t wanna see how motherf-cking violent we are
yeah, or where the motherf-cking silencers are
what the asiatic motherf-cking sciences are
i know you saying that this motherf-cker curse a lot
i’m just trying to balance out the fact you rock a purse a lot
i heard you suck d-ck and walk around in skirts a lot
listen to kanye west, recite his verse a lot
pazienza i don’t rock with that soft sh-t
we juice crew hilltop hardcore sh-t
we got the ? digger uncut raw sh-t
to put his motherf-cking body in the morgue sh-t

[verse 2: blaq poet]

murder the murder the more crime, that’s what i’m about
find these motherf-ckers, air em out, i don’t care about
your innocence, don’t be in my vicinity
bullets got no name, i aim at my enemies
empty the clip, pistol-whipping your friends
reload my sh-t just to k!ll em again
my house of pain, ain’t no way outta here
f-ck outta here, catching mad bodies here
i got that new sh-t you bang
screwball wilding out with the pistol gang
yeah, ain’t no way of stopping this
don’t be scared, just prepare for the apocalypse
f-ck what you gotta say
i’m a predator, y’all motherf-ckers is the prey
i can do the sh-t in my sleep
i was taught to terrorize rappers and torture the beats

[interlude]

they got uzis, they got shotguns, they got explosives, they got access to any kind of weapon they want within 24 hours

[verse 3: lateb]

this is smash mouth, might as well i took the mac out
cut your pretty grill now you got something to rap out
mercenary merciless no stopping if you tap out
take everything like po’s raiding the stash house
i’mma break your nose with the poetry of rose
push your blind faith like the f-cking rosary you hold
openly i’m bold cause i’ve broken all the laws
? my soul
evil’s all i know, ? fiending for control
so each second of each day the demon in him grows
? feed him all day ? never fold
interrupt him while he’s eating now you bleeding in the fold
gotta know what trouble is the opposite of rubber grip
tied to a chair, ? bucket lips
you should stop complaining, the muttering and mumbling
cause ? cause eternal suffering

- blaq poet

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