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letra de the sinister mantis clan - dzk

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it’s the virginia man from, the ninja clan of
bandits dubbed and branded the sinister mantis
choke-slammin every foe who advances
i’m d-mned, broke mosta the ten commandment

commandin’ a clique, standin ready to injure
from spring to winter, stick something in ya
sharp, hit ya heart, reduce ya to cinders
put ya in the furnace, burnin ya in the

worst way, minutes of hurt, flames spinning
swirling, whipping and turning, hang trippin
learnin pain, skin rippin like lame linen
no foot-prints left in any places i been in

emerge from my chamber in a cape with a banger
hangin from my waist, with fangs of t-tanium
seek beats like steam-rollers seek pavement
roll-bars like i flip stolen jeep wranglers

running from the police, mangle ya faces
ya being strangled in eight different places
ya circulation is rotating like the platelets
in the veins of a nervous patient

-ss-ssination tactics, crack ribs
“safe” ain’t an adjective, attached to kids
that i be clashing with, i hafta to win
smash every track as if it’s my last, to spit

get graphic, with every image i plaster
on your brain matter, heavy hitter that flashes
jabs so fast it splatters nose cavities, fracturing
bone that stabs at ya hypothalamus

any parta you i dislike, i’ll slice outta you
any harder kid on the mic, i sight rapping who
has a slight att-tude, i’ll wipe it right outta you
battle you? you ain’t even ripened, you outta juice

i squeeze emcees, it pleases me, to see you bleed
i sweep from the trees and swing
my tight arms, the py-thon who needs to eat
tighten on any cypher that sp-wns beneath me

it’s dz… enemies keep my cd
on repeat, that’s the only way they’ll see d
easy – i’ll leave you knee deep and freezing
six knees deep underneath leaves-and-seeds, see

the reason i’m creepin with silenced stainless
steel-is the reason i’m real violent: hatred
anybody wanna rumble? say sh– … i’m wasting ’em
claps are m-ffled like the bas-m-nt of stadiums

act rough, you bout to get a standing ovation
smack up your mother for the way she raised ya, b—
i’m hated cuz i rap stuff you wack punks created
and got laughed at for saying, but maybe if

you actually had a ounce of hostility
in that weak sounding, lousy delivery
to rouse me and at least make me think you’d k!ll-a-g
you’d be down, but for now, these people are feeling me

i’m on some other sh– , orbit the four corners
of the globe ready for war, in a mothership
hovering, a force whose explored more coordinates
than astronomers have uncovered yet, i’m runnin sh–

- dzk

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