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letra de onins tent freestyle - captain of the b7

yo you guessed, i’m back from the precusor blessed sh-t
wrote most of these sermons half undressed venting
sorry with all the sh-t i’ve been drunkily sending
but if i spit it true god probably meant it
ill-strate it articulate like i do with a c-nt
straight through the gate, tongue tied g*nius you see
i don’t relate, i relay, dumb down my sh-t to delay
i’m flying under the radar until these subs come and have it my way
ping pong with gods rhythm
back n forth till it fluctate my system
go round robin q’s sfor all your smart b-tches
that’s right, i’m cyber enhanced
f-ck a liar with fire in their pants
a sit down a spitter like helping a midget dance
n0body elf but this feral creature can even think in nanos with a glance
i micro manage my brain
like there’s fifty sims of personality
i advocate self inflicted pain
if it’s mental scrubbing in my brain just to get this dumb sh-t outa me
so many f-cking links i can barely mail one f-cking chain
i’m dubbing all the ch-nks in my armour
just to repeat then say again
apart from equations, our revision ain’t the same
i said i’m dubbing this sh-t just to say again
apart from equations, our revision ain’t the same
i’m asian with these lanes, persausive and a pain
i’m chasing what you call lame when you really know it’s fame
i do not targ et any inviduals diss
but if i accidently pluck a chicken
like
i’m air guitaring rhythms with no pick
straight finger l!cking blood dripping strings
then start flapping those wings
call me crazy, but i should of done all this f-cking years ago
i think i’d consider myself just f-cking lazy
but i don’t give a f-ck man
you all circle the jerking same man
i’m hurdling wordies into nice sounds
wizard of the swirlie pearlies put your tongue down
this game made me articulate like a c-nt does
artistic for the snare drum
but f-ck that i need to flare up
spit on this just to declare wut
that any rhythm i can run without a spare
that i’m able to strike strings out of thinnest air
f-ck being smart if you won’t listen
i’ve got enough of these bars
i could make a zoo in the solar system
i’ll start with mars, ship the town i live in
at least then, i’ll have a reason to f-ckin visit

- captain of the b7

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