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letra de live from the underground - buttatones

don’t interrupt my mission i devour compet-tion
make rappers stop spittin im way beyond ya vision
i was born in a prison mentally the energy im givin
is of levels untouched by lights prizm
reflect off me walk wit me down a path awkwardly
a lost emcee searchin for me unfortunately
told the whole story accordingly
they didn’t listen stayed wit a vision seen morbidly
i just walk the streets like an abandoned child
ive mastered them all but they can’t my style
i move a hundred million miles you got a fragile freestyle
i rise the earth to the clouds but meanwhile
holdin up a sign sayin f-ck wit me i dare you
no training known to man that could ever prepare you
this is the last true emcee dialect that i stare through
words enhance you give you power to do things you can’t do
lift up a car wit a child underneath it events out of sequence
when i spit at this frequency nature can’t believe it
i know the trees live and i speak to them deep sh-t
i hear them whisper back that they ready to quit
i say keep goin through ya trials and tribulations
rhymes and revelations in times of devastation
to find your placement before final destination
or you a subject of a dateline investigation
post traumatic stress disorder from feelin so close
motherf-ckers will say he made it, well almost
hed be on top the world if not for the overdose
i scream out to the sky as if your soul a ghost
i get a howl back but i doubt that was you
there was them few times that i absolutely knew
a thousand shows now i know what i have to do
that’s tour the world and bring it all back to you
i finally got a clue about how to make that happen
but now i get mixed with all the fakes that’s rappin
lets get it crackin who gonna make all madden
when i hear ya terminology i wanna start attackin
makes me wanna grab a blade and stab him
just for talking random turn it to an anthem
they teliin me that the underground can’t stand him
my ea6b prowler is always on phantom
my mode is explode decompose the death slow
die on the steps where you rest from head blow
head to toe one on one ready set g6o
minute ago you poppin sh-t though letting ya chest show
i take you on wit one arm and yall get bashed to bits
if you live youll be just spasms and twitch
i stay up in some -ss like a nasty sh-t
no pause bl-w j-bs from ya family b-tch
randomly pick rappers out the crowd to lose stans
watch me perform copy my song i got some new fans
i see where you crew stands you brought like 2 of ya mans
you like what u wann do fam you already knew blam
wheres them dudes d-mn they ran ya sh-t is weak
you shouldn’t speak watch how i rip the beat
when you on stage ya whole sh-t feel incomplete
you couldn’t catch ya breath but theres was words underneath
did you leave ya doubles on in the background
turn that trash down you -ss clown
i cut the f-ckin beat off even in they’re town
little f-ggot lookin like he wanna have a stare down
you ain’t prepared now and you never will be
f-ck a clean version the reason they call me filthy
shine wit the force of the sun but you still see
the only way to retaliate wit hate is to k!ll me

live from the underground

- buttatones

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