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letra de beast on the mic - brad strut

[verse 1]
derelict planets motion quickens, most are sickened
they cannot fathom, boa-constrcted
i lift lids, f-ck a victim this bids underwritten
and overseen cause my tongue’s the lynchpin
my nova dreams in this dark reality
i’m a devoted fiend in the art of battling daily
grinds turn into a lifetime of misery
eighty nine infected, had an epiphany
i’m runnin’ literally, caught up on an escalator
in reverse pervert investigators
i heard you rest with traitors and pulling all stops
in trouble, you would call cops for some more props
a bald penеtrator, it calls pen to paper
ya fall stops when it stalls with your hеad on pavement
a sure devastator like that man munya
my hands thunder, i can stand with my head higher
you dead liar, only out to ever spread fire
i scan underneath a complete screening
i reek of meanings, answers and questions
and speak of demons, dreams and ancestors
my breath festers four fours arrested
shackled in the back of a van, slap her with tackle
i’m breathless like panic attacks, stress heads
manic with rap, i spat it
exact ventures, are never ending spirits, go on forever in a blender
lyrical heaven is where i send ya
the epicentre of death, i rep for leisure
so let it fester and set, get s-x for pleasure
and when i wet ya, be honoured that you got done in
i’m giving d-ck for kicks, f-cking for runners
loving it rugged, i’m raw as romanian orphans
stuck in a cupboard hidden from tourists
[chorus: dj scratches – cuts by big zed]
a motherf-cking beast on the mic
my rap attacks the beat
a motherf-cking beast on the mic
rip when it’s rhyme time
a motherf-cking beast on the mic
my rap attacks the beat
my rap attacks the beat
rip when it’s rhyme time

[verse 2]
change directions, tame emotions, slain devotions
pain is staked for take overs
hate the potions, drown the sorrows, pound the bottle’o
down to crow; my sound’s motto
k!ll the farce, spill the glass
partial to parking on barstools, laughing at heartful debacles
marvel at the way i peruse
i’m a castle, getting steady wasted with crew
so very harmful, haven’t had any patience for you
send you a parcel, contaminated venomous brew
you f-cking assh0l-, choking on vapour and spew
this is my heart and soul waiting for you, take in the view
breaking your crew, hurting ya rep, flirting with death
but taking the next step and getting murdered with breath
off to a permanent rest to where the vermin are blessed
beware the curse of a pest, they inadvertent at best
you better take heed to the words i’m spitting
a person living, the earth is superb at spinning
my versions hitting, your verses will to pittance
a surgeon splitting your worth, i’m alert with vision
[chorus: dj scratches – cuts by big zed]
a motherf-cking beast on the mic
my rap attacks the beat
a motherf-cking beast on the mic
rip when it’s rhyme time
a motherf-cking beast on the mic
my rap attacks the beat
my rap attacks the beat
rip when it’s rhyme time

- brad strut

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