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letra de enter the cypher - dj kay slay

[verse 1: termanology]
ayo slay, i need the cover of the next straight stunting
with two model honeys, throwing money and puffing
i used to breakdance in high school with my cousins
and threw grefeety on the wall, [?] motherf-ckers i’m a hip hop god
[?]
[?]
got the krs-one flow, guns on my cover and the way i rhyme sound like i’m pun’s little brother
i be running through blocks with a bunch of mobsters and robbers
totally confedent, i can stomp you into a coffen
a problem from bostin, from harlem i be pumpin
making the fellas mad, cause they mommy know i’m popular
looking ass b-tches, shout the homie casody
i spit it [?] too quick for cameras to capture me
a masterpiece, nothing less, how i rep, yes
rock on

[verse 2: chris rivers]
first off, i body any tracks with any raps
[?] heavy straps, i bring [?] back
[?] when i challenge rappers
[?] acrobatics
chris please [?] 16’s
have you patched up if you interveen
don’t test, i strike harder than a protest
[?]
juto chop, i’m supernova like [?]
spit burns, you n-ggas lighter than a [?]
who the top dog? it’s chris [?] b-tch
[?] tryna save my city [?]
chosen from the the hood, leade my people to the kingdom
[?] only soldiers where i stood
where i stand i shall remaine, [?] rhyming [?]
kay slay and all you n-ggas that [?] my name
rivers!
[verse 3: william young]
my lyrics are diabalical, my spearet is [?]
[?]
all lyrics, no gimmics
n-gga i finish
i shock ya, i c-murder, no limit
[?]
you cross over like you was [?] turn styles
show me a [?]
[?] to a rainbow
man whoever saying they’re number one, just lie
i’m number 1, 2, 3, 4 and 5
i be lieing if i really say i wrote that line
[?] quote that rhyme
i was selling crack inside of the drug spot
[?]
william young, everybody know i am a true gunner
ain’t n0body reppin harder than me as a newcomer

[verse 4: papoose]
i’m mersalous, put the work with this
you never heard an mc spit a verse like this
from the earth’s abis, with [?]
so your dry snitching ways are so [?]
when i get the erge to spit, call the nerses quick
you need antibiotics, every verse is sick
far from an assh0l-, but i disperse some sh-t
your mama must have been a dog, cause she birthed a b-tch
you deserve a ditch, you a worthless pr-ck
i would spit in your face, but you ain’t worth the spit
best things come to those who wait, they done [?]
you n-ggas been watching too many [?] commertials
beat you till you black, blue, blind and purple
goes around comes around, you gon die in a circle
you n-ggas on parole, if i was tryna hurt you
i went in front of your crib at the time of your curfewa

- dj kay slay

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