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letra de baldur's gate freestyle - ham sandwich (usa)

[verse 1: ham sandwich]
critical hit when i got the advantage, his squad deleted ‘fore we end the surprise round
she go pr-ne when i bone her, she follow commands, i just give her the word, and she lie down
put the grease to his feet if he thinking he sl!ck, when i’m catching him slipping, i slide down
you ain’t really ’bout the violence, you best move in silence, we already told you to pipe down
got the mind of a sentinel, best to be watching your movement, your goons illusions
if he move in the gloom, i’mma light up the room, and he doomed to be useless
through and through i’ve been a proven dude, don’t need approval from losers, colluding with losers
my shooters shooting sharp, my sh-t isn’t random, crew a unit, we been moving in tandem
who’da knew i’d be the talk of the town
talking sh-t until we walking him down
pass me the pack of mycelium, hit it like helium
sh-t got me off of the ground
walked in the castle, they offered the crown
talk to kings like a coach when he call to the mound
lot of y’all be like shadowheart
losing your nerve when you see a big dog is around, you will not make a sound
and i been on my way to the gates
talk to me wrong, you get put in your place
tryna be funny, you better be rolling a twenty
or you getting turned to a wraith
if i say the word, you won’t be making the save
tell your people they can go and make you a grave

[verse 2: shwabadi]
yeah, put a snitch in a grave just to talk to the dead
he gave me the drop on his squad, so i’m calling my shot, and you know that i aim for the head
spirit guardians, y’all can’t get close to me, failing a save, ain’t no wake from this rest
fatal mistake, take a blade to the neck, dame ailyn facing an angel of death
we just gon’ slide on your block in the daytime, hit ’em and dip, we gon’ pass without trace
bardic my business, a jack of all trades, leaving no witness, ain’t catching a case
you catching four-d-six off a bonus, throwing up hands like i’m cassius clay
ain’t no fury, fists are flying, flurry fold ’em, step of the wind, and i’m dashing away
magic missile, man, he never misses
maybe turn to murder, make minthara my missus
my morals ain’t grey, bro, my morals are missing
my compass pointing same direction my d-ck is
my heart is so dark, it gave ’em disadvantage
he tries to attack, but i bet he don’t hit us
armour class excessive, heaven sent a cleric
wet his set up, let ’em fill up the ditches, i’m done with you b-tches
wait, y’all are still stuck in the lost mines
waiting for level ups, ain’t got no treasure, but, baby, you know that i got mine
faerie fire give him nowhere to hide, contest of strength, we gon’ drop ’em from high
ain’t n0body that can do it like i

- ham sandwich usa

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