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letra de throwaway bars - danimal lector

[verse one: danimal lector]

i’m on a whole ‘nother level, so don’t try me cause
you tiny thugs
my heart pumps f-cking tiger blood and, i’m on all kinds of drugs
i’m wild as f-ck, my style is nuts, i’m bipolar
you say you got a cool whip? well truth is, mines colder
prepare to die, slow inside
a coma, frozen in time
it’s hopeless, trying to oppose this
rhyme throwing, no time to be sober
gripping a .9 like a soldier, thought i told ya?
i’m a walking disaster, gawking at rappers
awkward b-st-rd, over your head, like i’m talking backwards
this ain’t marshall mathers, it’s that new dude
so get a hint, blues clues
you’re like “i can’t tell whose who!”
shoot you with a deuce, it’s a lose-lose, i got loose screws
just trying to be, on top, if i try, i’ll succeed
i believe nothings impossible, everything’s a possibility
as far as life, well, h-ll, it’s the opposite of free
i’m on a robbing spree, take your life and never cop a plea
so copy me? you’re about to bleed, i’m built like mr. t in rocky 3
you’re awfully lame, i can’t be caught or contained
let alone k!lled, ask webby, i’m off of the chain
been called insane since a baby, i stayed crazy
been on my motherf-cking grind since the late 80’s
you’re fake and maybe
you should stop frontin’, not for nothin’, i’m sure to sell
then pen decides who’s head’ll fly, and i’m energized, duracell
as far as girls well
i got mine, so you other sl-ts can burn in h-ll
shows over, kinda like the curtain fell
just heating up, so let me start again
i’m harden than anyone, i’m a flawless ten
sn-tch you out the car you’re in
when you’re parkin’, i’m slaughterin’ all your friends
i’m a beast, leave mc’s shaking in their f-cking knees, like parkinson’s
charlie sheen swag, i’m hauling in all the wins
if god does exist, hope he forgives all my sins
i spit sick sh-t quickly, b-tches dig me
nickelodeon swag, she’s l!cking my stick stickly
i stand out, like a pale kid with a big hickey
i’m the sh-t, you’re just sh-tty
battling you is a gimme
i’m too witty, dude, really
you’re either stupid or silly
ct all day but i got a room full of philly’s
motherf-cker!

- danimal lector

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