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letra de cutla mad kents - dunn d

[verse 1: dunn d]
so even if i’m only dippin’ my feet, i still be givin’ ‘em grief
spit rugged, it’s big dunners goin’ skitz on the beat
stayin’ hungry, i’ll be sinkin’ my t–th in if they bringin’ the beef
with lines quicker than me sniffin’ a g
nipaluna, i ride ‘round kickin’ some frees
in my i30, rollin’ down elizabeth street
your girl was fl!ckin’ ‘er bean while she was listenin’ to me
the f-ckin’ mayor o’ the city, someone, gimme the keys
ha, the silver fox, ask around, all ya mums know me
and if they don’t, they prob’ly know me ol’ c-nt, tony
we went and put ya nan’s pension through the pub pokies
and thеn i signed all the merch for ya f-ck trophiеs
nah, i’m just jokin’, yellin’ “whoa, nelly!”
i earned mine like a hard day’s cold bevy
now i’m goin’ dambusters on the whole levee
if there’s any static, then i’ll smack ‘em like an old telly
you get the picture yet of what i’m broadcastin’?
ya poor b-st-rds needa respect ya forefathers
predicted rain, the storm lasted like it’s forecasted
now from the shadows, i shine as the torch passes
and f-ck ‘em if they aren’t receptive
cool, calm, collected, sleep ‘em like a narcoleptic
envisioned from the ground up like an architect
i grew up workin’ hospo and i still got the bars connected
[chorus: benji pk]
“wisdom o’ rhyme-rhyme-rhy-rhyme-
-like a word heard—for the first ti-time”
“this is for life” “i seen the stats-
-this shorter text’s best-best left for the experts”
“wisdom o’ rhyme-rhyme-rhy-rhyme-
-like a word heard—for the first ti-time”
“this is for life” “i seen the stats-
-this shorter text’s best-best left for the experts” yeah, pk

[verse 2: benji pk]
i just had some nasty luck that cost me ‘bout a half a bud
it really f-cked my chi, my chakra, mojo and kabbalah up
now i wanna ballie up before i might go belly up
bingin’ watchin’ belly, benji fell asleep to tellytubb’
interrogated in central station
cause i lurk the gate without a hesitation
had a pencil, paper and a session waitin’
now i’ll never make it to my destination
bad educations, i’m spreadin’ hate
no explanations, i’m temptin’ fate
pull ya head in, mate, before the record needle spins out
empty ya plates and don’t forget to leave the bins out
left the team with slim pickin’s, made you froth
blessed be the bin chickens, thank you toth
i pray to a god with the face of a dog
that each traitorous cop gets their face chewed off
and your mates who scoff at the facts of ya life
how you were skinny as a ciggie, now ya fat as ya wife
driver packin’ a pipe, it’s like it’s amateur night
i slid dunners a boxy, he said, “that’s not a knife!”
either wisdom in rhyme or in prison for crime
i was waitin’ for the universe to give us a sign
but everybody down to do some dirt isn’t divine
now dunn needs me to do a verse, give us a line
[chorus]
“wisdom o’ rhyme-rhyme-rhy-rhyme-
-like a word heard—for the first ti-time”
“this is for life” “i seen the stats-
-this shorter text’s best-best left for the experts”
“wisdom o’ rhyme-rhyme-rhy-rhyme-
-like a word heard—for the first ti-time”
“this is for life” “i seen the stats-
-this shorter text’s best-best left for the experts”

[verse 3: tenth dan]
i want a piece o’ land, chickens and a couple cattle (oh)
i travelled over bumpy gravel on my trusty saddle
so i’ll always be the champ, even if i never won a battle (oh)
if you don’t like it, change the f-ckin’ channel (do it)
it’s daniel, ya mum’s a c-cker spaniel
never been one to stick to the manual (never)
forever spittin’ the factual
still upon this beach searchin’ for one particular granule (yeah)
you got a pair, that’s fair, but my pair fresher (oh)
people talk sh-t and stare, i couldn’t care lesser (i don’t give a sh-t)
airheads always tear from the air pressure (oh)
you a rapper, but you should’ve been a hairdresser (real)
ya missus sound like a growlin’ possum
i’m snugglin’ mine’s bosom watchin’ flowers blossom (oh)
you only a big doggie in a microcosm
me and my cousins wildin’ and breakin’ spinal columns (snap)
yo, it’s dan, i’m the man still, nothin’ changed
even if i’ve only got a handful o’ pocket change (broke)
nonbelievers only fan in the f-ckin’ flames (oh)
i chuck a couple steaks on ‘em on a sunny day ([?])
oh, danny boy, i’m still here shinin’
drinkin’ spilt beer, cryin’ chocolate milk tears, climbin’ up the i’ll tears
i’ll sh-t flyin’ out my silk beard
nothin’ sweet, but it’s still cheers for some more years
[chorus]
“wisdom o’ rhyme-rhyme-rhy-rhyme-
-like a word heard—for the first ti-time”
“this is for life” “i seen the stats-
-this shorter text’s best-best left for the experts”
“wisdom o’ rhyme-rhyme-rhy-rhyme-
-like a word heard—for the first ti-time”
“this is for life” “i seen the stats-
-this shorter text’s best-best left for the experts”
“wisdom o’ rhyme-rhyme-rhy-rhyme-
-like a word heard—for the first ti-time”
“this is for life” “i seen the stats-
-this shorter text’s best-best left for the experts”
“wisdom o’ rhyme-rhyme-rhy-rhyme-
-like a word heard—for the first ti-time”
“this is for life” “i seen the stats-
-this shorter text’s best-best left for the experts”

- dunn d

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