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letra de the yellow jacket - daniel monroe

the yellow jacket lyrics
[intro]
this is gonna hurt this time
let’s see if you can survive the second round
haha, it’s over
it’s over
now allow me to introduce you to a friend of mine
and he is not one to mess with
yo, yo, yo

[verse]
on the first day, we were so close back then
but when the worst came, this was supposed to happen
this birthed a pain as i started rappin’
when the word circulated, that’s when i knew you were acting
no more laughin’, i’m on a warpath
before the forecast, my lyrics hit you like thor’s axe
with enough force to shatter your thorax
or i can hit you with over-exaggerations and cold facts
mischievous like sonny colfax
i might go after your old man, unless if the plan was to diss your whole fam
except your brother, but i got nothing to hold back
your rapping’s so bad, you ain’t gonna blow jack
i learned rap far before historians invented math
i invested into my craft to infest the map
way far before the moon’s center embedded mass
my rhymes are like meteors after the creation of our planet
while you were jerkin’ off and rippin’ off your main friends
i’ve been learning sh-t quick like cherenkov radiation
i’ll take you out of this world like a sp-ce station
no managers or co-workers will ever save your position
fighting with lightning, your life’s on the line
led’s shine bright, add your eyesight
ieds for half price, bye, bye, sad life
you lying piece of sh-t, all your victims know that i’m right
wanna fight? let’s go, i got more swag than les gold
and a more egotistical attitude than desmond wolfe
sold eleven souls, including mine, to the devil
you treat all of your friends as stepping stones
i’ll rip you to pieces and spread ’em like oregano
as to what thanos would say; “i’m inevitable”
no guns or anything, the pages are weapons full
if you can’t hear me, go fix your antenna pole
i’m a hustling landlord, pay me hard cash for rent
i know where david’s money went, i borrowed a dollar from trent
’cause i know where he went with the sh-t that he spent
so i meant what i said when he wasn’t a friend
i defended the people that had him depended on
i made them feel independent and now his defendant’s gone
within one second, he talked sh-t and made an intense response
now, show me what you got when i put your defense on the spot
they all lost money, now they don’t genske
even since i put him on his last rock, he goes against me
after you slapped david, things have gotten so messy
you should have known by now not to tread on me
now you see? yellow jacket’s a nightmare
and every time you see him, he’ll be right there
probably he will follow you home and might scare you under the flight of stairs with a blank white stare
my rhyme schemes expand by the light year
i know deep down inside you that you have a slight fear
you better hope that being in the slammer isn’t a part of your lifetime calendar
if so, see if i care
so, slim shady number 576
you’re a poor man’s version of slim jesus
let’s see you destroy my features and exploit my weakness
being underground king of sheboygan is a choice with reasons
when it seems evil every time i start to write
i.m. meen with the magic behind the mic
history might as well redefine the word ‘kind’
misdemeanour can’t teach him a lesson in life
otherwise, i yell at rappers, extrapolate factors
bringing the stinger blade, stabbin’ that ass up
better yet, i’ll bust out the 753 backwards magnum
then experiment and examine your phantom after i kidnap ’em
battles so fantastic, i hunt down b-tches and sack ’em
with quarterback fashion in my core passion
i practice my actions before i let it happen
make the g-y tramp talk silent like charlie chaplin
thank the champ to make my feelings so visceral
using lyrical missiles straight out of brain minerals
deep from tissue and spat out like pimples in my epidermal
micro chemicals travel from the pinnacle to my journal
i end motherf-ckers before they get their fair share
whether i’m unaware if i’m wearing underwear
nothing in my city compares when i’m on the air
so don’t come crying to me when life becomes more unfair
[outro]
yeah
i can be anywhere, so watch out for me
haha
but hey, hey, tell trent: if he pays me back and anyone that he owes money to, we can squash this sh-t
nah man, haha, we ain’t squashing sh-t
you can go get your friends from chicago, go get whoever the f-ck you want
hahaha, that’s it, i’m done
so goodbye and goodnight
you have my word on that

- daniel monroe

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