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letra de street anthem - demoz

street anthem lyrics
[intro: demoz]
yeah
shuko

[verse 1: demoz]
it’s demoz, baby, don’t confuse me with no n-gga
i’m only twenty three, but i feel like a old n-gga
i’m the crack in the concrete grippin’ the rose, n-gga
the air through your windows when you whippin’ that rose, n-gga
hate a gold digger, put a hole through a cold n-gga
they say “spit a flow, n-gga”, i spit it at ’em like a go-getter
i got snow for you coke sniffers
i move like a sledge on that snow, n-gga
it’s the mr. reaper in the flesh
put the heater to your stomach, leave ’em leakin’ from the chеst
you know the procedure wе [?]
move it by the morning before the [?]
move it while it’s pourin’, [?] neighbors snorin’
move it ’til i move inside that lane, [?]
therefore, with no fair warning, scott stallone, keep recordin’
let’s bring back the chorus

[chorus: demoz, vinnie paz]

[verse 2: vinnie paz]
whenever i breathe, it’s just another devilish deed
my level of speed’ll burn you like some netherland weed
surrender or bleed, ’cause y’all ain’t a contender to me
and vinnie p is everything that you pretended to be
y’all motherf-ckers should address me as “his excellency”
y’all make it difficult for me to choose the weapons, you see?
i’m destined to be a motherf-cker repping the p
i carry semi-auto sh-t that spit consecutively
a legend to be, a f-cking cancer in the human form
i hear your motherf-ckers, everything you do is wrong
me and my cousin demoz hustle through the storm
i load the ratchet, clap it at you f-ggots acting strong
y’all like the police, y’all never seen when gats is drawn
it’s no honor amongst thieves, these kids’ll clap your moms
i ain’t rapping no more, i manufacture bombs
i never let go of the heater, i got blackened palms
[chorus: demoz, vinnie paz]

[outro: vinnie paz]
hahahahaha!
blratt!!
pistolvania!
demoz, louie doggs!
vin laden!
yo r.a., what up, baby?

- demoz

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