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letra de hell razor - jawnraw

verse one:
wanna catch wreck? i better check mate
before i’m caught up in the beat trying to p-ss left, yo
i kinda wonder why you wanna go next
you’re like i’m not a freestyler, but i bet i’m the best, ah…
it’s like a lesson when i’m stressing the test
possessive in confession but i’m checking to check, check!
it’s what i got when i’m connecting a threat
like i’m working on my music i’m perfecting a set, what?
you didn’t get it now you’re letting the crowd
decide who you should be when you were letting ‘em down
so just march to the sound of the kick in the drum
and listen what i’m saying when i’m ripping a lung
living a lie? given i ain’t missing enough
nonexistent in addition but i’m digging a rut
under the ground, loving how i’m flowing above
like i’ve chosen what i’m told, i ain’t sold in a bluff

chorus (x2):
i got to rock the mic, i got to love life
just to rise above right through the tough fight
so i strive to die, i can’t tell cuz
just to play to sell, i got to raise h-ll

verse two: (mactates)
i’m heading for ascension a whole nother dimension
have the record spinning nuts to the rhythm like i was wrenchin
every sentence mentioned quenching your thirst first no time for benchin
i’m so nice when i spit it’s like it’s an intervention
the gold medal, the full metal, the ghost meddle
flows gold i won’t settle for no pebbles
make it rain armageddon, put em in their kennel
i got you b-tches p-ssed scared like you missed your menstrual
yo i’m pretty grateful for the way that i’m livin
i’m spinning these records you already know it’s more than just spittin
i drop the pin in position n’ rock the spot with precision
hot off the top with the rhythm, i’m never stoppin my mission
my optics are locked in a prism, raw hiphop is my vision
i get em vibin so hard they get a spinal condition
the pyro has risen, set this b-tch on fire, the final division
sound waves shake the city like a tidal collision

chorus (x2):

verse three:
wanna p-ss left? i better check mate
before i’m caught up in the beat trying to catch wreck, um
it’s what i’m running when i make weight
like i’m uplifting all the people that don’t take me
too material, i’m fearing you, i’m filling ya plate
when i sort of support what you were stealing from me
so i’m paying for a service you don’t follow it through
like i’m feeding the dream then here’s a dollar for you, wait!
you think you’re clever but ya missing my point
like a two faced criminal you’re flipping a coin
just to rush for the fence when ya lying to god
i could see through all ya lies, i ain’t buying a fraud, nah
you’ll never bet so let it go extinct
before ya lost in the pitch like when you go to swing, uh
it’s not a joke cause i’m provoking the sheep
yeah i rap on the track but you just choke on the beat

chorus (x4):

- jawnraw

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