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letra de shank - edmyster

[intro] they call me the s-x bot because i f-ck like a robot
and im abouta show you why

[verse 1 : edmyster]

yo its ed and im like a closed bottle
nothing comes in nothing comes out im hollow
flow is like a bowl of cinamen, hard to swallow
punch lines might hit you with a combo
i go fast, when i whop -ss, my past is a rough draft
axe makes me cut stabs, feel the rath, of a nut jab
nut case, f-ck race, ill win a whole marathon first place
im so cold that i freeze f-ckin heat waves
f-ckin b-tches so hard i leave with sheet stains
im staring at n-ggas with elite shades
f-ck hurt i preheat pain uh

[verse 2 : edmyster]

im the ignition like the key to the engine
all smart so when i spit its just wisdom
im not weird son im just special edition
so ill that i sicken symptoms
pockets so fat looks like im packin a pilgrim
and im so far ahead that i p-ssed first position
and your hooked on me like crack addiction
my rythem’s a gift so on top theres a ribbon
my ryhmes got precision like a sniper with super vision
go harder then life or death decisions
and im more complex then a fat dietian
now listen im chillen in navy jones locker
with that b-tch arial and that f-ckin lobster
singing me songs about how i can’t top her
flow is so ranked that it has its own roster
inside im packin more punch then a boxer
cause im always stepped on and under estimated
like negative numbers
when you first see me you think im some type of sucker
but truth is im fly like i hover
can’t talk sh-t infront of me so you just mummer
call it a fart f-ck being stomped on n-gga youll get marched
your girls wet and im partched
get the math like some charts
pockets full of trees while you muts got barks
i dont spark but my lyrics they literaly burn
like a home done perm spit at you till i reach your last nerve
im up to here with these words treat me like i deserve
i need respect trynna reach my destination but i need
directions like map quest
rappin for the dream theres nothing more i gatta stress
making globes light up like accepted friend request
straight up like a floating iron press

[outro]
mother f-cker
and thats why they call me the s-xbot
i hope you know that
its because i f-ck like a robot, yes
and nothing is ganna stop me

- edmyster

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