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letra de vapor - don kali x will mckee

[prod. by donkali and will mckee]

[intro – donkali]

shigfit, n-gga, or… f-ckin… take it in the -ss…

[verse 1 – donkali]

scaled on a scale of the of the heat that a scaled winged beast breathes
n-gga fall back
working ’till my head looking like a heath, making what a f-ckin’ heath brings in the fall
stack what i earned from the can-see to the can’t-see b-tch and all in the between
kid, i ball
capped for the moment but on the way to copping all them f-cking buckets like i never seen a ball cap
uh
f-ck taming and cuffs
to that i got a fist you can take to the nuts
till i see diamonds, i’ma lame in the rough
so i gotta take this game and make it son:
raising it up, changing it up, banging a bank with a gun
lame kid above dangerous, tainted enough
to k!ll a motherf-cking 8th point, blank to the face
while i cuff my dangling nuts

“kaaali”

[verse 2 – zay lav]
it’s dope est., please keep to the side
cp3 speed, keep feets in my ride
cp3 team, it b-g’s in the ride
cept’ we 3-peat when the heat on our side
your getting airplay with no reason to fly
to defeat me you’ll need: the treason of god
sleeves of the rock, b’s in a c-walk
siri in 3d, and a freezing of pac
see hear me out, i’m the man in the v
be damed to a man that abandon the v
i hear benji calling, i’m a fan of the dead
i be a phantom of lead from your head to your feet
that’s right, from your head to your feet
i’m spathic, i spaz back like head on beat
every f-ck boi’ and the rest of em’, if i’m on top is no question to me
tell em’, d

[interlude – don kali]

should we invest in a vest and piece
come a test to the best of the beasts
then rest em’ in piece?
-nest in the mess of diseased
n-ggas bested for messing with three of the best mc’s

[verse 2 cont. – zay lav]
yes indeed, i’m the best of the rest
make mess in my piece, ya’ vest best be blessed
less nesting a piece, invest in the test of the next m.c.’s
i freeze on a track, g’s for ya cuff, boy
i don’t bees’ in the trap, i bees’ in the cut
cheese for the beat, b, gee what a feeling
go fleek for a freak, free seats, and a million

[verse 3 – will mckee]

puff the smoke from my nine
make you wanna’ shine, fakin’ -ss n-ggas need the time
for a simple rhyme
f-kin’ up the beat, n-ggas talkin sweet
tryna’ make me speak, well i’ve already spoken, and
gave you this insertion of a fluctuating inversion
of a slowing pulsation, from the lack of resuscitation
and your f-cked up realization of my new creation
to make my own citation
cause’ a n-gga tryna’ make it out of this situation
i’m stuck harder than a concrete slab made of frags of men
and the thing that can help is my bags of sin
patronization comes from this f-cked up nation, that was
built on the sins of our nature and filtered through the holes in a crater
of an asteroid with a blast radius of a circle
around the fertile lotus flowers of the earth
itself as if it felt itself melt from the inside out
like a man and his kids with to much wealth
that’s not good for your health
while i come through
n-gga i don’t need no stealth
i know you felt when i knelt with this belt
and a kettle and a pot, and n-gga got a rock
with a trigger and a glock, from the suckers on the block
b-tch. n-gga. off

- don kali x will mckee

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