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letra de spiritual warfare - cobra maltase

[verse 1]
knock all the ammo
that’s out of his gun
f-ck the world up
and tell god that it sucked
doin this bullsh-t not part of the plan
life gets hot when i stack up the money
b-tch i get busy with
choppas and rifles
and knifes and murders
these hoes got no safety
keep that b-tch with me
these k!llers f-ck with me and
all of these opps can be
sad and depressed
sliding and gliding with russians hold up
everytime i’m down i get even stronger
this ak and glock b-tch costin me four bricks
i was broke as f-ck
i gotta hit four l!cks (for real!)
power running my life
like a whole b-tch
catching thеse hunnids
and driving the wraith
they know i’m a dеmon
i’m h-ll when see me
f-ckin diss me i’ll godd-mn k!ll you
bullet f-ckin holes to you and your loved ones
put y’all on a shirt
put y’all in the dirt
ima set y’all grave on muhf-ckin fire
ima murda gang k!ller i’ll shoot everybody
i’m not a liar!
i sliced all my opps in the fire!
b-tch all these bl–dy murders to easy!
but f-ck it i’m tryna get higher
i’m f-ckin the actress
and k!lling them boyfriends
i’m pouring lava all over they blocks
send they ass to h-ll
with the same glock the city want me dead and i got
blood thoughts all in my head
bsd gangs with the blood on top
lambo trucks got vroom like that
i’m f-cking busy don’t f-ck with me
have same price my lambo
half price my porsche
[pre-chorus]
in spiritual warfare you cannot have heart
you gotta be mean and
post up with guns
protect all your homies
and fight up this war
the spiritual warfare ain’t playin no games
tell the opps they want beef with us nah
we gonna set y’all ass on fire
tell the opps they don’t want beef with us
i’m a savage, the knight, the warrior

[chorus]
the time the time you die
the warriors will reign
at night i have battle cries
i’ll fight for my rights!
love will be pain (it’s lit!)
blood tears will rise (straight up!)
i’ll die i’ll lie this is f-cking war!

[verse 2]
praying to god
for whole lotta power
takeoff, nipsey, von
i slide for them legends
f-ck all this mercy
you b-tches gon die
i’m rolling with k!llers
we’ll blow up your city b-tch
soon i get hot like the devil
get cold like the angel
i feel like lucifer
shoot your head up with a barret m82
and that bullet speeding
five hundred miles
shoutout bsd
them shooters be k!lling cobra maltase put guns to the face i’m shootin for real
i’m shootin to k!ll
i’ll never be gunna man i’m never gon snitch (rat!)
i lost my homies i lost my b-tches i lost my time
but i’m back on the block though
i was so alone i had n0body
now i’m back on my sh-t
like i never left
these hoes ain’t loyal
said chris brown (breezy!) and all my demon k!llers they all slide
money, power, fame
they all ride
shot opps and opps they all die
homicide, murda, suicide
i die to that sh-t though
and you hurt me ima get a lmg bussin
for the spiritual warfare!
[bridge]
love, pain, darkness, fear, power, grind
all the things that i need
all the things that i need
b-tch to fight all these demons
this day is the day of war
me and my avatars
and we singing like

[pre-chorus]
in spiritual warfare you cannot have heart
you gotta be mean and
post up with guns
protect all your homies
and fight up this war
the spiritual warfare ain’t playin no games
tell the opps they want beef with us nah
we gonna set y’all ass on fire
tell the opps they don’t want beef with us
i’m a savage, the knight, the warrior

- cobra maltase

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