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letra de free smoke - boynamedjack

said he wanted beef so i got all the facts in. i know for a fact he don’t want it with rapping. ill give him a chance to pull up scr-pping. imma take his head off i’m really bout that action. say my name on a track you get slapped and your -ss lynched

i been needing compet-tion this is natural practice. my pen a grenade leaving shrapnel gashes. everybody that u wit get they back spilled and blasted. can’t announciate your words, what y know about rapping

speed ain’t the reason that we couldn’t hear you, you sound like a b-tch i couldn’t care to , listen to those lines what the f-ck was those? rapping all mumbled with a f-cked up a flow. recording with a toaster sh-t sounded like -ss. next time you say my name it’ll be the last

the way that i rap gon make these christians bail. my crew american physcos we some christian bales.. these bars over ya top you gon listen well. or your head gon sink like a wishing well. this lead gon sing then imma wish you well. put my best on the beat you gon lift this l. n0body likes ya bars that’s the sh-t that’s real. no-one would feel them sh-ts if they was written braiile. man i’m bloodied up the living tale. of k!lling opposition just for sitting still. i’m ill, you ain’t ever face somebody that’s equipped with sk!ll so the second that i see you be quick to squeal. i been livid, gotta semi automatic with a grip that’s scaled to my fingers, so the second that i cl!ck your k!lled. i been painting with blood not even tarantino could depict this reel

strapped to my t–th like braces it be. unfair when i’m rhyming. he’ll be swiftly stripped clean. like strips of listerine. spitting on this beat like pac no spirit. get bucked like your t–th ya dropped apparent. special optics leave ya top cropped for staring. imma prophet, no profit when i’m tearing through ya pockets. with these punchlines i’ll just punch nine leave tounge tied. colombian it’s lunch time i’ll eat through your one mind. then ether you, one time. get beat through the beat, breathing on one line. bleed through the hi hat, then scream on the drumline. ya dreams get ya toe tagged. sleep then ya throat slashed. krueger on the scene make ya spleen turn to old ash.imm k!ll my self so i can f-ck up your ghost -ss

my body shots leave you the sorest. you saying the same thing every time here’s a thesaurus. my goons’ll snap twigs yeah all four of us. give you a headstart run in the forest running like forest. watch your step kid, don’t snap twigs cause we hare you we coming like tortise. rap is my hood you come in like tourist, i’ll leave ya core ripped. hold up on planks, cross hung on my porch sh-t. my bars are money, so put me on forbes list. this light weight, i could beat you while rapping a forced lisp. . you get sh-t on like porcelain. i’m avatar i’ll force wind to sabotage your voice then handle bars a forced win. ride off smooth, grabbing my handle bars got four schwinns. i’m done battling amateurs it’s boring. i need some animals, to race my endorphins. doing a cannonball toting a dors fin. scr-pping with me is like having abortions. cause you gon wan hang it up. and be alone in the morning. sh-t i was raised like an orphan. no guidance, leaving black eyes from this torment. i wanted you to diss got baited like norman. you swung at me with that lame minute performance. now you getting k!lled living nameless unimportant..

. imma misfit. never miss when i script. k!ll you in the limelight i live for this sh-t. rap done saved me a myth that i lived. quit talking sh-t, it’s dropping from your lip. or blood start banging like opposite of crip. four four, c-ck it then i grip. man i swear to god imma profit from this sh-t. k!lling any man like apocalypse just hit. free smoke catch any opp he’s getting hit. i been rocking you with hits, step to me you get bodied real quick. i keep sh-lls around my beef like a taco is equipped

man why you acting hard? the only battle you been in is with them acne scars. f-ck it, i will catch the charge for putting kids to sleep like it’s after dark. you heard rap before, i ain’t average, here’s the laughable part, it took you a week, there ain’t an actual bar. you never had a chance you been clapped from the start cause i got in you in the scope like nasa with stars. i be snapping so hard. half of yall be gone cause my path is for war

you want gun play? b-tch you’ll gwt bossed on. if i were to sell d-ck, you girl would just hop on. but back to guns, i think no-one heard me. i’ll put 11 in your back, call you irving. rewind that scheme man, that sh-t so disturbing. i be wasting these bars on the simplest person

if y’all sh-t sounds like his i will never respond, it’s a waste of time imma veteran son. im done with this battling this sh-t is too easy. every body around me can never defeat me. f-ck round 2. nothing he could say could ever amount to, one line in this song. so he diss me again it’s one line and he’s done

scr-p
you with a girl that my whole team hit. so basically, you suck my whole team d-ck. i’ll be at the spots that you go frequent. sending ya shots for no reason..iced out 30 on me, below freezing. you gon cease to throw
i leave rappers in anguish, i slang sh-t, bars offa my head, ya head offa my blade tip. i been anxious, for a motherf-cker to say sh-t. i’m placed with the greatest evasive fighters cause ion get my face hit either. now face it, walk the music or get faded

- boynamedjack

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