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letra de killing spree pt. ii - g-lotto

[verse 1-madd hatta]
yuh, yo ironman with a starship, stark enterprise
alien bomb sh-lls, all in her thighs
this sh-t is goin’ straight to the untamed part of my brain
it’s carnal, got body parts of a mustang i’m harmful
steel arms and, mix martial arts i’m a carnival unchained (yea)
i face blunts with a series of shotguns straight to the dome (yo)
they call me kurt cobain so when i step off the curb
i put holes in the streets i never bite my tongue
or chew holes in my cheeks
i’m bout to blow up and get hot and light the torch
and pay the bills to get hip-hop off of life support (whoo!)
so razor blade words i got mics and swords
and y’all ain’t never heard my type before
i hit the track like a emp stop the beat
resuscitated somebody call the emt

[hook-madd hatta]
yeah, i’m what the hype’s about
i drool lyrics someone help me try to wipe my mouth
i’m r-t-rded i lose brain cells to the raido
cuba gooding jr. couldn’t play me in my video

[verse 2-g-lotto]
i’m posted on the block
i’m climbin’ up the charts
tryna get on my level
well you gon need a head start
f-ck criticism i ain’t worried bout these people
this what it’s like when the bad meets evil

[madd hatta]
i’m on a whole nother level
i don’t think n0body else is
i’m just up here shovelin’ scriptures
up out my ??
i’m just tryna feel it i’m feelin’ n0body felt it
i’m just tryna sell you gold
while everybody sell sh-t

[g-lotto]
so get ya sh-t straight
me and madd hatta we come to dictate
ride the waves surfboard
we callin’ shots no backboard
you see the way we k!llin’ sh-t?
b-tch we make the murder rise
this might not win a grammy
but these critics know we certified (get ’em)

[madd hatta]
all you b-st-rds is phony
who think that cash is the only thing
and laugh at ya jokes’ll have ya back when you lonely
see not actually homey
i treat cash like the hoes
that sit and laugh at my jokes
but they don’t actually know me! (whoo!)

[hook]

[verse 3]
everyday and everynight
i’m prepared for a fight
now it’s time for me to get right
in this thing that i call life
some of y’all just ain’t my type
i’m hard headed and stubborn b-tch
just like a videogame dare you to push a b-tton
i’m in the zone you better leave me alone
i snap and crack and break bones
get you a new home
it’s king kong all the way form the chitown
i brought a bunch of gorillas we bout to get down
you keepin’ it real? i ain’t very trusting
and if this beat is nasty my flow disgusting
it’s time to speed it up
that p-ssy imma beat it up
you a g or what
all black in this b-tch
d-wade yo i’m heating up
nothing you can tell to me
cuz most of these n-ggas are ninja turtles just a sh-ll of me
yea, okay you smokin’ roll ya weed up
i’m hot welcome to h-ll
but i get colder than a snowman
you see me and you freeze up
i ain’t with the smilin’ man just back up
mean mug in this b-tch
yo you can get smacked up (smacked up)
and after hearing this my enemies are faded
i am celebrated and hated but still i know i made it

- g lotto

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