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letra de scare - ej3000

prepare yourself for a scare
get me out
snipers in the air
that’s what it’s all about
move now, roll out
economoic malfuction, consume corruption
stapleton, park hill, jungle nation
we throw dem boes on dem hoes
i remember in the days being raised
girls flow through with designer clothes
in a high haze, looking at my eyes glazed
but these days it takes more for me to seem blazed
el vato mexikano que ah llegado asta tu lado
que formaron el relajo y a la cima han llegado
reason i can’t change, like a mystery to me
she said she headed my way, pr-nto
don’t tell me to keep trying, you know i won’t agree
bounce to this, in your pinto
she knows one day i’ma blow
what you know about rivals
mvp of the finals
i’m your gangsta forever
june 16, 1971
if not then what ever
i’m like a dog-faced baboon
yo, the technique, detrimental to your immune
what a joy it is to be alive
buy the around in a gray five
no need to categorize or gossip
and when i look back
rags hangin out my back pocket
for the simple fact that i’m black
i do six sets of sit-ups, a six-pack
better yet a blessin’ to me
yeah once again presenting, kid capri
your god is a homeless assassin
cause everyday i’m hustling, like rick ross do
i’m wrecking his fashion
you blind b-tch, i’m about to rub it in
as he guzzled the ol’ e brew
on my cats all up in the cut
i put shots in her gut
all dis and a boss b-tch
tryna do somethin good we tryna give
an the germs gettin rich
i guess we got our own lives to live
only take what you tryin to give
but if i call she there
put your god d-mn hands in the air!
lost inside the shuffle of the b-tches and the mail
that’s why the old timers keep gettin jacked
that image you use doesn’t work, your style’s out of order
know why? we’re the opening act refresh edit delete source rapg*nius
when the jam’s jam packed fans get ransacked refresh edit delete source rapg*nius
you know i’m leavin that ass hopeless
hold up his world like atlas
yea this sh-t going down
these hoes ain’t sh-t!
cause sh-t around my side of town
deadly lyrics to spit
found with his throat slit
my goons they’ll put you away
and spittin’ sweet sixteens like it’s ya birthday
cuz i stay sharp and play smart
we about to put the m-th-fuccin smash down
like chessboard pieces, we each playing a part
couldn’t out fox me, because i’m foxy lite brown
would you mind if i hang around
with a decent amount in it
they come to get
pay respect to the projects
yeah check it out
like your on ex
this is what rhymin’s about
thong with the ass out
send the word out
that’s what it’s all about
then we both blushed
on the ones before
rolex on my wrist crushed
i don’t want this life anymore
mischievous kids steal chips outta the corner store
when i sn-tch your tongue out from your stomach
dripping out the sticks like a twig-tweed hammock
representing brooklyn from the hook on
had me wantin’ to grab my gat and
make a noose and i’m gone
international, trying to get my flow banned
ten times the energy of any heavy metal band
harder than hard so now the journey to gods begins refresh edit delete source rapg*nius
no matter what the game, the grim reeper wins
and if need be? jugz pack the gats for him
wired to the t, i got the whole club
dunkin’ d-ck in yo b-tch with my arm in the rim
i know grams gon’ have me a grub
who like to shake it at the club
i would never want nothin tainted
my actions are slowin’, my eyes become slanted
then powercat through the locks on the door
son, don’t run down the hill and f-ck one
got your people gooey, ain’t ever seen me before
daddy get the graveyard raps on his taxes, son
cops woulda’ hurt on your ass, man
til my mic strike, leave a state-size crater
i’m located at the bar where the drugs are
you shoulda kept my name outta your mind
i gave you some ho, did not cum though
i didn’t know someone could be so kind
debonaire, the devil’s dad, continue to flow!
like high heel shoes for real though
we all one and the same
big thangs, i got the good game
destroying your entire life’s legacy
convertible black rolls, spinning on 84’s
there’s many ways to enter deferrin’s embassy
i strongly suggest, you change your address
but when i rock, the police, they all confess
legacy of our secret war in the other theatre
mr. get this sh-t started right now, f-ck later
this is dedicated to my chick friends
bustin’ free, no love for hoes or the police
who got everybody wearin yellow diamonds?
but with him, will not bring him peace
when i bust all the glass in your classic caprice
ay man, i got broads in different cities like gimme gimme
hot like timmy, push ya b-ttons like i’m jimmy

- ej3000

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