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letra de 11pm - fna

[part 1]

[verse 1: fna]
287 on the highway
i’m buring gas like a motherf-cking car chase
i’m going too fast cause
slowing down isn’t my style
we’re going down deep in my thoughts
do a backflip and i’m back up
leaving you down
now what do you see?
the mind of a boy that just wants to be rich
but why he’s doing it you might ask
not for the fame but only for the fam
i want my family to settle down
don’t need to worry about no one
then i can think about my friends
but only the real ones (hey)
that believed in me, that at the end of the day
believed i could be someone
this rap sh-t is saving me
k!lling time, writing bars about what i could be
i ain’t scared of no motherf-ckin’ b-tch
pеople tryna knock me down
but they need to hit mе first
take out the motherf-cking famas and put the mothaf-cka on burst
then i gun down the mothaf-cka of course
don’t let me use the force, like star wars
i want the sp-ce coupe or maybe the porsche
i can’t choose cause i’m still plannin’ the future
what i should do when this sh-t blow up
i’m cutting these rhymes like a butcher
i hang out with my shooters, cause they want me dead (hey)
motherf-cker i’m the ruler
i ain’t talking ’bout f-ckin’ numbers
or maybe i am cuz i’m numero uno
i got this in my blood since day one, you know
but you won’t admit it
cause you are hated even in your own city
i take your f-cking rhyme book and then i rip it
that sh-t ain’t worth the half of what i wrote on this motherf-ckin’ paper
hey, lking
[verse 2: lking]
sick of motherf-ckers holdin’ me down
gonna gonna drag em with me man i’m makin’ em drown
gotta pick a particular weapon so they will know it was me
who murdered this f-ckin’ beat – i catch you slippin my g
pickin’ a tech nine (k!ll)
don’t ever test my sk!ll
cause i’m sick you’re ill
at most you can pay my bills
you better believe that i’m comin’ to murder
because i can get all of you off the border
you better go back up some mumbler vocals
because i’mma beat you man you better watch out

[interlude: lking]
wait, wait, wait, lemme do this again

[verse 3: lking]
sick and tired of this prison
they wanna give me the reasons
but never f-cking believe ’em
they won’t give you back your freedom
but i don’t trust the algorithm
you cannot force your religion
into my head cause im free from
your trap, so go and tell to your people
i’m old and dead to the industry
f-ck you all and your impotence
i’mma rip you into pieces man
i’ll keep rappin’ my lyrics d-mn
sick of believin’ in somethin’ that you cannot prove
and maybe you better think twice everytime that you move
cause i can move faster than every b-st-rd and i’mma be there soon
prepare to, cause you gon lose, i’mma tattoo
my d-ck on your face
i don’t even think that i have enough sp-ce
i putted all my trust into this and i got betrayed
huh, f-ck rap ain’t a race
but if it was you’d be fillin’ a grave
b-tch
pick a millimiter when i caught ’em in the back
and i k!ll a mothaf-cka when he put me to the test
and i gotta spit the venom so i can prove that i’m the best
at, what i do, then
put ’em all to sleep
man i ain’t talkin’ sh-t
but i have to k!ll this sh-t
and slow it down just a bit
and what you think? that you got me?
you better check, you got nothin’
you can’t just follow my writin’
cause it’s too fast you best dyin’
so, if you think that you hard
you can just look at the scars
that life has left on my heart
when it just teared it apart
[part 2]

[verse 4: fna, lking]

seize my motherf-cking dreams
and i’m back in this b-tch, beat switch
and i’m ready, my brother spit faster than a sneeze (hey, yeah)
go away, climb the mothaf-ckin trees when you see us in the streets (hey)

but even trees ain’t a safe place
cause my homie can slash chains
on ya face and you best pray
cause we rappin’ this checkmate

sofisticate flow i spit it on your f-cking face
better vanish better melt like chocolate on a summer day
we are like motherf-cking beasts
ready to eat my enemies
better hide better freeze
don’t make no move like you usually do
and no rescue coming for you

and if you want to compete
i push you back on your knees
i must be crazy believe me
so, please do not get me p-ssed
trustin’ the system’s equal to cut up my wrist and
i wanna fill em with venom and blisters
ain’t n0body tellin me: k!ll em
you better don’t ever f-ck with the villains
we got them guns man .44, .45 and .38
and n0body in this room can do first aid
don’t try to resist cause
you gon’ die anyway

yes you gon’ die anyway
cause we hit faster than laser rays
and we cut better than laser blades
sky walkin’ cause we high today

f-ck it bro are you sure that you want war?
you look like a f-cking wh0re
we destroy you at the core
you don’t exist no more

don’t call me macklemore
cause i can master more
ceremonies than a priest at the vatican church
i could even go faster bro

b-tch you better implore
and maybe i’ll ignore you
but i’ll come back though
and i’ll finish you off for sure

you’d be better just lettin’ go
we got no emotions like animals
or like we’re made up of transitors
you’ll not live your life anymore

kick your door cause
you b-tches asked for the encore
bullets hit your chest and you’ll end up
looking like a christmas tree to decore
(what the f-ck?)

there will be nothin left of you
cause i’m takin’ the best of you
even if you feel bulletproof
we’ll burn you like a wooden roof

b-tch you screwed
i’ll f-ck you with no lube

fna, lking, ayee

- fna

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