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letra de etc. - deaf face

[chorus]
sendin’ out shouts to the k!llers, the dealers, the homies who hustlin’
the dimes who usin’ they minds and livin’ for more than the suckin’
preachin’ my sermons
got your soul burnin’
dirt on my hands
and grit on my stomach
runnin’ the sh-t clappin’ loud like the thunder
bombs when i step
y’all reloadin’ for nothin’

[verse 1]
d-mn right i’m the nicest
i know that i’m priceless
sippin’ holy water
jesus i’m pious
blunt like the diesel
they call me a t-tan
wax in my lungs
yo i set ’em on fire
i’m on the illest
spread legs like an illness
i’ll k!ll the whole track
and you’re gonna bear witness
my brain stayin’ foggy
but never be sloppy
first homies talked sh-t now they want to call me
f-ck that
y’all don’t know me
f-ck this
y’all ain’t homies
f-ck boys
y’all can blow me
f-ck off
y’all can’t hold me
stay stackin’ i’m a skyscr-per
catchin’ buzz like flypaper
i was born for war
deaf face gonna pull the motherf-ckin’ black ski mask over

[chorus]

[verse 2]
shake motherf-ckers up like they maracas
el mariachi got oozies they pop ya
i flinch for nothin’
black mamba i’m struttin’
grime with the green call me swamp thing
i’m budding
slammin’ it’s onyx
stay lucid
this chronic
meltin’ f-ckin minds
you know that you want it
hood with the shades
bout to blow like the unabomb
eyes in the back of my head
ain’t no sneakin’ on
it’s lord of the flies
and i’m holding the conch
stonin’ all pigs
and i’m actin’ as god
leadin’ the flock
yes i’m leadin’ a flock
leadin’ a flock
see the holiest walk
to the pace of deaf face
got ’em speakin’ in tongues
under my thumb
seein’ red rum
stan for some kubrick
the droogs out for fun
breakin’ down walls it ain’t safe for you son

[chorus]

[verse 3]
fake ’em and juke ’em
quake and duke nuke ’em
you playin’ first person
no games when we shootin’
keepin’ the streets hot
like gibbs with his stove top
even want my sh-t up at 1600 block
i got it all on lock
tossed the key on the spot
soul like a black hole
sp-ce age i’m a spock
ready to rock
no deal if it’s rocked
white gold filling up sacks to the knot
yeah we blow them clouds loud
yeah we own the whole crowd
yeah we got that wolves howl
yeah you f-ckin’ with some beasts now
keep a razor in my cap
kung lao
more tools for this combat
pow
gonna finish ’em off before the end of the clock
so hit your knees and bow

[chorus]

- deaf face

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