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letra de zeus - denny lanez

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[verse 1: denny lanez]

don’t talk to me about paying dues
hot boy still play it cool
y’all rappers like a plate of food, i never play to lose so i break the rules
i might break ya jaw, break ya arm until im breaking off on breaking news
make ya move this a throw away ain’t no way they taming zeus

tell ’em pop off
go in head first and get it knocked off
im the illest in it ppl get it twisted cuz im in here mixin these pop songs

lowkey, pockets obese
gettin no sleep for like 4 weeks
newest version of the old me
i ain’t eatin till my bros eat

my minds been infected, its just what im left wit
im soaked to perfection
i guess its a messin
i guess its a blessin
im stressin defected
im soaked to for x
rippin dissection

ima pull up quick flex throwin cold punches
tell ’em run up till they pull something
the industry keep talkin stupid
but the one thats talkin stupid always often losing

now i whip dance
small world, big plans
she wanna ride like six flags
so i spit fast and get cash

runnin and gun show i told you im comin
im runnin the summer
the game took me under
wooooo, ball like the thunder
juice in abundance
stuffin’ the cash in the cupboards

delirious boars
envious furious lords
let it all leak from my pours
see me so gimme the award for
speaking the beast gonna feast and record

oooh i’m close enough, don’t open up like a pinata
if you ain’t got nothing please say nada
leaving dead beats like a bad father

im a rare fossil
aristotle, you’re aeropostale, please dont speak
weird problems
like scared models
either play possum or don’t sleep

aye….(yeah) …i feel like zeus
-this ain’t the hook but- i feel like zeus
ahhh feel like zeus

[verse 2: denny lanez]

i use to write till my right was sore
tell these rappers dont write no more
the sights of war
i slice ya car with viking swords
in other words we dont fight no more

we just pop and bang ya like walter payton
bear arms, these doppelgängers
tell them paparazzi try to stop my flavor
can’t stop the matrix from watching vagrants

im switchin the flow
figure the distance
the engine is itchin to blow
i am the pope
show you the ropes

i am not fond of them whippin in stoves
spitting the most, splitting the coast
breaking a bottle as soon as we toast
sitting alone

sitting alone
writing a verse that will pick at their bones
moving them frets let me get in my zone
zeus in the flesh when i get in my zone (oooh)

when a winner speaks, miss me with them twitter beefs
murder mil got cop k!llers and real hitters up in them streets, (like oooohh)

pardon me someone help em
apologies are too seldom
never back tracking, im back at it in other words n-gga welcome, (in other words n-gga welcome..)

- denny lanez

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