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letra de tired of talking - dvs mindz

k-a-n-s-a-s
tired of talking
way back in ’94, i was writing all my flows for 2000
i been tired of talking, resort to roughhousing
you already know, so let your crew know
i battle like bruno, and attack like cujo

k!lla the hun
i dilate pupils, and jump through loopholes
to let ’em know it’s realer, it’s me 40 k!lla
the hun, you know how it’s done
drop the mic
throwing blows to boys domes like roy jones in fights

str8jakkett

picture me savin’ the planet, you couldn’t fade the twist
i would have rode the comet and dropped the detonation switch
the way peoples is coming at me all of the suddеn
i’d rather die harder than brucе willis without the b-tton

d.o.p.e

i’m tired of talkin, time to get you wack rappers walkin’
heat from the spark when my guns is barkin’
gawkin’ in the dark and in the park
on the hunt for these misrepresenters
so i’m stalkin’

my cipher, it’s a wet t-shirt contest
my context is something that you can dissect
with goggles, gloves, bullet and fireproof suit
when i bang out i’m buckin’ like john wilkes booth
k!lla the hun

i’m coming for the heavyweight title
man, i’m liable to beat an mc to death with this mic
check his vitals
dvs mindbender, midwest representer
infrared connection k!ller, head hunter, verse spitter

str8jakkett

the kurt russell of rap is strapped for crazy things
tryin’ to escape from both coasts
and everything between
i feel like pokin’ your chest, provokin’ a mess
put your total request, on vocal arrest, this local is stressed

d.o.p.e

cause them cats is wack and the wack ain’t good
and they just don’t be flowin’ over the track like they should
i wish they would stop bitin’, start writin’
or we just gonna attack the wack and start fightin’

group

now what?
i told you ’bout the hits that we be doin’
that’s how i feel about these hip hop hits
i’m tired of talkin’
now what?
i told you ’bout the hits that we be doin’
every one-point-nine seconds, there’s a crew wreckage
now what?
i told you ’bout the hits that we be doin’
i didn’t come to play, y’all, i’m here to strip titles
now what?
i told you ’bout the hits that we be doin’
that’s how i feel about these hip hop hits
i’m tired of talkin’
dl

we from the t-o-p-e k!ller assassin
when i spread the virus i’m sending kids to school with rashes
i rose from the ashes and blaze the dust
and i’m gonna roam the streets until my microphone rust

k!lla the hun

eyes wide open, still couldn’t see me
on the rooftop, makin’ crews pop
bustin’ mikey
these my streets
extorting sucker rappers with the quickness
pull the heat and watch them shake like some baby dolls strippers

str8jakkett

cause you think you’re hot
and i’m gonna let you know you’re not
blow your spot and send the planet into culture shock
i know you made it but don’t forsake it, you overrated
and we most hated, but most slated to blow the matrix

d.o.p.e

and they don’t want no part when dvs act wild
you’d rather smack your mom and give up your first child
cause we hold heat like long johns and ghetto techs
and verbal sweaters with the moon boots and turtlenecks

k!lla the hun

hip hop sniper, strike you like a viper
rap inferno, the mics catch fire
who want to get wet by the vet from the midwest
i mean the midbest, three to your neck, four to your chest

str8jakkett

we connect rhymes to hit necklines
to correct spines
blow enzymes, like wind chimes
you better respect mine
forget next time, right now i’m ’bout to rock
and confetti your block nonstop, ready or not

d.o.p.e

we hotter than one thousand, one hundred, and thirty seven degrees
while you smoke blunts, we smoke mics and mcs
djs, producers, player haters, and females
and if you across the globe, then we can battle through email

ya’ll better tell em, i’ll inhales ’em if you sick ’em on me
represent only the hot rocks
sucker free
the midbest is stalkin’, skywalkin’
lookin’ for all you wack rappers
tired of talking

group

- dvs mindz

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