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letra de erupted mind pt. 2 - gregory mfeka

bask in the blood of anybody who want it
i’m like rambo holding an m240 unload it
reload it and back to business
swallow your pride and that sixty round mag worth of lead to reach the heavens quick

i’m feeling like i’m veteran status
sending these p-ssycat rappers straight to the vet and there after slaughter again
with the added masses, claiming they mastered the game of rapping
b-tch sit your 69, lil pumpy ass back where you belong

and study the god’s and take yo notes
still on the verge of god tier type flows and combos
no i don’t wanna f-cking break my controller and lose control
see b-tton mashing works for you
i wanna learn moves and know for sure that i can execute whenever i’m wanting to so long

burning rubber leaving a trail of flames like ghost
riding through the city the durbanyt
with no night and shining armor nappy hair and a d-ck yo b-tch gon’ drool on

headshot but the gloves don’t fit that’s on the juice
vitamin c’s up cause i put pressure till you ooze/
blood fluid, then wash it away with a monsoon amount of flows
to show you that zeus can be black too/
i’m too el fuego for you lloyd and harry dunne
i bring the might of ares too to this f-cking vestibule you call the industry of hope and dreams you broke in more than two
way’s my n-gga
sh-t we all tryna eat but who’s piece is gonna be bigger

break the doors off the hinges look at top and start the business
f-ck the game on missionary i know my mission
keep my backpack raps that’s filled dynamite
i keep that sh-t on stand by, stand by, stand by

stand by and watch the master at work
pen sharper that guillotines watch how you gaze at my words
heads up, he wasn’t attentive to the warnings i’ve preached
now take that sh-t as a f-cking example these words you better heed

i’m too deep in this b-tch with the mob i’m finna get the game shook on ones like back 95′
dense with the rhymes, insensitive to whoever in the radius five
too precise my airstrikes gon’ get you lookin’ like gaz’….(wait)

f-ck dhat, too soon, and i take that back
see you can’t f-ck with chronicles like that
by any means necessary eve gon’ get daps
grow and sh-t on the map, the best way to leave your mark and sit back…

- gregory mfeka

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