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letra de momento mori - darduel

[intro]
yeah!
let’s hear some noise up from the crowd
oh!
darduel in the motherf-ckin house

[verse 1]
listen to this wicked sh-t i’m bouta introduce ya
hit ya with the stone cold business like i met medusa
flow so hard and steady b-tch i’m ready to f-cking move ya
ready to f-ckin lose ya
in this music sh-t with my maneuvers
i’m the start of somethin’ new and vicious
somethin’ straight delicious
somethin’ to turn their heads around the instant
i start to spit that sick sh-t
i’m f-ckin villainous up in this b-tch
got the means to start a new religion
gettin’ visions
of me cookin’ good sh-t up like a f-ckin kitchen
b-tch, i’m ready
i’m shootin’ for the top and i know my f-ckin aim is steady
hot like the serengeti
got the f-ckin sauce like a big bowl of spaghetti
i’m the greatest of all time, motherf-cker, lionel messi

[verse 2]
i’ll reach the top even to end it falling the whole way down
b-tch, this underdog’s ready for another hundred rounds
and even then i’d still get up to fight ya asses pound for pound
all that to hold the belt and hear my sound, i have no f-ckin doubt
b-tch, i’m wildin’ out
paid to run my mouth
paid better to see my words through and send ya spirits way down south
see i could give a f-ck to f-ckin f-cks who f-ck my f-ckin sh-t the f-ck up
f-ckers stuck up
catch me in the motherf-ckin’ cut
got you snuck up
put you in a rut
revolutionize the f-ckin game until my sh-t gets stuck
wreck ya f-ckin sh-t until you scream you had enough
this motherf-cker doesn’t tackle, b-tch, i go for the full lunge
see i
battle for ya rewind
insidious b-tches in the behind
i’m the last of the free mind’s
my peak is callin’ see, can’t deny
ain’t there with the good guys
so where the f-ck i up and apply
i’m f-ckin bound to bust sh-t up, let loose and hit that bullseye

[verse 3]
agent of the chaos
you play my sh-t i gurantee that it’s gonna stay on
puttin’ wannabe’s out of work more than a layoff
insidious b-tches, i swear they jot their rhymes out with crayons
guess i could relate since i basically started day one
who knew those 4th grade poems would find it’s way to one day pay off
who knew that tacklin’ rhymes two at a time
would be my day job
and on top of that, who knew that i’d have made it to the playoff’s
b-tch

- darduel

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