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letra de purple smoke - brotherhood of darkness

[verse 1: claire]
you love to underestimate me plus my underdogs
you talk you flip the script, i’ll grab the script and do an somersault
i’m out here with yo b-tch, it’s odds
she said she really love the bars
who the boss, i don’t hide behind my songs
i’ll say it right in front of y’all
then shoot at your wig — you tryna get under my skin?
there’s no ways my thunder sins, my papers blunder within
ayo, you runnin’ nowhere so if you thought ’bout sprint
you better jumpin’ every obstacle or break all the fence, huh…
you can bet your ass i will surpass you, ain’t no stoppin’ me
afraid to blaze an track, leave ’em all inside a coffin
they mad ‘cuz they just cappin’ but the facts i’m dissolvin’
ayo, the demons developin’, angels talkin’, that’s a promise
but i been around the business, underground be my bars
thunderpound witnessin’ the rise of a star
sl!ck rick sh-t, no gimmick, i been grindin’ with scars
you ain’t even in my clasa, these mufasa’s scar’s

[verse 2: mad]
yo, i’m on my rhyme mode again, rich ’til the podium
i spit diarrhea then i pop another imodium
i’m controllin’em, disposin’ them, exposin’ the
custodium, my flow is soul-swollin’ them in pandemoniums
blow a hole inside yo’ home, let no opponents win
green goblin wit’ hemoglobin, i fall but no more season again
dystopian — far from reality, this is utopian
ayo, tired of these kids dude, bite ’em lycanthropians
dip this sh-t deep ‘cus i don’t mean to be an a–hole
ur girl is playin’ games ‘cuz all she do is smash bros
and if i box with u boy your chin is glass joe
cold dope, i hash smoke and i smash foes
get up on my level bro, too low on the decibel
u want beef, you turn green just like an vegetable
and now your engineer she be leakin’ pink chemicals
i’ll rhyme ’til armaggedon my don, think professionals
[verse 3: the saint]
no amends, bro stackin’ benjamin’s now you think
you the hardest man to ever grab the pen
talk is cheap, walk with me
chalk line tx streets, stop actin’ right here
you ain’t spittin’ bars to me
i been chillin’ with elvira drinkin’ coffee, g
think about this rap game; profanity, buffoonery
of course i murder, la muerte, pull this clip
i’ll end your whole bullsh-t, n-gga bull the pit
concha sú carajo ‘fore i slap on this payaso
king among kings in here
godzilla god flow, pick amount of gold
that’ll evict me from mounting
hoes and put snitches on my caddy
twist them with they backs broke, i’ll ride tsunami waves
set fire to the effigy — what’s the rest of the recipe?
always keep a trick rolled, y’all keep stressin’ me
the lesson be dumb down, no one will question me

[verse 4: c-eight]
my family rejected me like a b-st-rd born in religions
scorn is depiction now please you shut up and listen
my scriptures equipped to the divisions’ visions
scripted, you know my words
clairvoyant like nostradamus predictions
get you addicted ‘cuz you fiending for an fixing
i shine neon glistens, guess these golds they ain’t glitters
send the b-tches to the kitchens, n-gga never had thanksgiving
but he’s eatin’, good thanks giving
jesus blessed the way we living
never forget the place you came from
i grab the hatchet, k!ll cheerleaders
found on me, i’m here to tear ’em in pieces
your soul’s deceased until my inner demons are pleased
the mark of the beast, forfeit and defeat
i burst the worst seed, i guess this will be my last supper
the mass suffers from mass murders either for vengeance
fame, revenge, anger, envy or cash before we ending this
i’ll offer to bring more bars than alcatraz
we thug 4 life but for you 2pac must be trash
[verse 5: guillermo]
all about my block rep, i’m flowin’ nonstop
hustle gang crazy — why you think they on my c-ck?!
i’m too dope prophecy; you know we be on top
this ain’t no tiktok, welcome to hip-hop
or get slapped like chris rock, i’ll rush an entourage
to come and invade your home, b-tch, i know my way
i flow for sway, i paid my dues
you p-ss duke enough to spray and nuke
how you think you f-kkin’ with mah’ trigga finga itchin’
b-tch, i’m aimin’ wit’ precision, move in silence
poppin’ nines, they won’t even know u missin’
i’m a lyrical phenomenon but they label me the villain
i don’t need to hear it, i won’t even listen
i can take the heat, that’s why i’m in the kitchen
it’s katrina, she seekin’ for aquafina, nah
trippin’ to egypt where i’m worshipped there
cold-blooded moah’f—a won’t even shed a tear
can be a millionaire but still won’t pack a vocabulaire

[verse 6: cali]
they be like, “welcome to the freestyle”
told ’em my style ain’t free, lyrically blessed
don’t underestimate the h-i-v
the baddest queen in mathers team
your grade’s only d, i’m irrelevant enough for you here
to f— with me now rocky’s confidence flow opulent
yo, miss me with that toxic sh-t and if you can’t see me
you need a ophthalmologist
see, the problem is… there’s no goddesses
only b-tches in the trunk dancin’ funk
ship sunk means another clip dump, huh
makin’ my way to the top like an ak when it spray shots
trey-eight shock followed by homemade molotov’s
see, the bugs think they know me, must of caught an allergy
i got the rhyme with synergy plus the time and energy
i’m f—in’ with my own factory, smell like a rat to me
a lotta homies i was cool with, blow smoke inside the cooper
but it’s alright it’s sushi or as ash say it’s groovy
when u see me, best salute me, no movies, fo’real we do this…

- brotherhood of darkness

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