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letra de fenrir - izuna

[produced by izuna]

[verse 1]
no more games ima change what you call rage
been starving for ages on hiatus so the dude lost weight
often overzealous, tipping towards anorexic
check the message izuna jekyll spit it reckless on an igniz produced record
restless using different methods on this quest to be the nexus
everyone’s views respected wearing buddhist necklaces to reflect it
free spirited, never conforming to what’s expected
f-cking with the regular perception is my weapon just accept it
unless you have a question get the stepping little meth b-tch
is there an issue when i diss you, i wish you the most brutal of headkicks
seven swords to sever several family cords is what i said it with
somebody gimme a sedative

[verse 2]
my heart and thoughts are like a top secret device that could be exchange for deadly weapon spare parts and cause a world war
which is why i seldom give it
they take it then run with it
with the quickness
then continue on with their business leaving me like “what the f-ck is this?”
feigning weakness is the greatest defense
a sweet pretense to mislead the league of cretins
like a venus, with big t–th and sweet scents
they mistake you for a pipsqueak when underneath breathes a demon
its my battle tactic for a reason
godly lord of turtles
stopping short of hurdles
hurtful words eternal manufactured in my journal
a circle jerk of truth and lies you find so controversial

[verse 3]
i speak rhetorically, but i think the world’s ignoring me
probably for some other f-ggot who adores poetry
but whatever f-ck it, warrior since the ovaries
non-snapback black hat with the red embroidery
over the edge of earth orbiting through this sort of thing
forever unknown locally the most undevoted socially
i abhor defeat my rap style is forbidden sorcery
outsourcing my emotion with lyrical sword and wing
i f-cking hate collaborating because n0body’s on my wave length
a bunch of random faces spitting wack sh-t that is tasteless
hijacking my motivation strapping anchors to my sp-ceship
how they remain complacent with such trash is quite amazing
i’m, sick of users, abusers and these c-cky producers
thinking they kanye west, young chop or the next lex luger
or 9th wonder
boy do i wonder
if i’ll even get this mixtape of bullsh-t out by summer
i’m easily agitated like african k!ller bees caffeinated
you’ll get emasculated, ribs cracked and flat out castrated
acid baths and tooth extraction get dumped in a lake thats stagnated
they gravitate towards me for i am so brutally captivating
advanced stampeding these idiot intermediates
hacked to pieces immediately easily like i’m darth greavious
in my k!lling stance they didn’t stand a chance with their weak defenses
the devious, mischievous, shadow master izunas

- izuna

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