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letra de podium - cashlin

cashlin f-cks chicks while p-ssin the blunts
find the g spot in less than half a second master of c-nts
i’m no average stunt, leave a show grabbin the funds
start gabbin the dumb sh-t and get stabbed in the tongue
half a you runts think you can beat the litter to the t-tty milk
but i’m pretty sk!lled, rock a show so no ones sitting still
raps written well, been a long time since i started getting ill
livin real nice since i love rap, wouldn’t trade a rhyme for fifty bills
twenty top time rhymers could lose to me, it’s food for free
eat these rap acts girls out then beat them brutally
i usually just smash a rapper to dust
you wanna battle rap i’ll smoke you right after the blunts
when i’m on stage you know that cl-ss has begun
spittin’ fire hotter than a match in the sun
imagine the tons of raps i spontaneously create
lotsa noise in the crowd when hot dames see us we be great

vicious rythms diggin’ underground to break you outta prison
precision in spittin grippin womens fishnets leggins
sendin them into heavin, rippin tendons, engines revvin
tension, henchman, not to mention only excellent rhyme selection
souls of dead martyrs in the headquarters i’m the one who says orders
collect more knowledge from philosophy book pages with red borders
unwell h–rders of hip hop audio rocking shows with a godly glow
as time softly goes oddly slow im the naughty bro hottys blow
hip hop zombie calmly rocking shows never off beat
offer me pot free of charge and the room gets foggy
cyphers godly even with my memory spotty
flow so wet its soggy probbly got three hundred heads nodding
dojo sensai listen to spittin written efficient
kickin ten days worth of rhymes within half of a minute
villain on his grind spittin fire so turn the faucet high
i’ll be honest i’m stoppin time to rhyme from my rotten mind

i’m the corruption of innocence, this track; i’m rippin’ it
enterin simple mens minds from the south pole to winnipeg
centerin my attention into sentient sinners heads
deliverin death to government officials i finish feds
you some flies i spin a web bigger than fat albert times a trillion
dis attempts are futile all opposition gets is me k!llin them
realer than attilla rapin a hundred females, i seek out
three thousands weak scale rappers as i spit deadly sounds
referee poutin beggin me how to deny your whinin ‘n’ cryin
bribin giant cash to let your wackness slide with silent compliance
eyelids widen; i’m in the zone firin off the flyest
rhymin derived with the essence of punishment crime and violence
no more hymens broken for diamonds all of us will love sk!ll
abrupt k!lls to dumb lil rappers thinkin they can run up hill
against me, i gently crush their world in less than half of ten breaths
s-xy women directly check me out, most fresh without being the best dressed

my rhymes easily crush the compet-tion
hearin you rap makes me ask “why the f-cks a toddler spittin?”
i give your b-tch girlfriend sl-t a harder d-cking
than you ever will i l!ck the vag much more efficient
sins won’t confess smoke endo play nintendo
when hoes friend-zone test car windows with a red crowbar wearin a trenchcoat
lately i felt like an animal filled with rabies
god dont work in mysterious ways, i know that f-ggot hates me!!
i’ll rock a rap show in the midst of a traffic jam
i couldn’t count twice my blessings on half a hand
i don’t say lame things, hosting televised public rapings
if a picture was really worth a thousand words i’d be selling paintings
f-ck nine chicks spread eighteen ladies legs
i cook the nicest omelette without breaking any eggs
some are surprised a cat like me can rap yet be taciturn
if pens were really mighty as the sword i’d start a f-cking m-ssacre !

- cashlin

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