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letra de zenophobia - jayvans

[intro]
(yah, yah, yah)
(yah, yah)
yeah, jayvans
a moment of zen
(yah, yah, yah, yah)

[verse 1]
where my drink at can i get a top up?
money out and honies just pop up
summit bound nothing can stop us
try to though end up a carcass
henny flow and i got plent rolled
shrooms to show you what you already know
no one yet but we about to blow
so let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, uh
k!lling all rappers inferior
it’s mass hysteria all on your stereo
i’ve crossed the barrier
i’m often the carrier of bad news but this time it’s scarier
imagine a hyena and wolf from siberia crossbred with a f-cking bull terrier
you in my territory this is my area
for energy shots we injecting malaria
bulkin’ up like we from bulgaria
f-cking sick like we full of bacteria
f-ck authority like no superior
took her down on my interior
shaking now she shiverin’
she huffelpuffed, i slythered-in
she raved-and-clawed and ahh!
that’s fifty points for gryffindor
yeah that’s fifty points for gryffindor
and you know i’m spitting magic like my pen was the wand of dumbeldore
yeah
[verse 2]
(bring it back)
who’s this, who’s this hotter than judas?
who’s this calmer than buddhists?
who’s this, who’s this exposing like nudists?
who’s this bodying all rappers the rudist?
truth is most of these rappers actors
acting all american it’s backwards
fact is i don’t got time to rap diss
but if i did cassper’d be ghost
that’s all she wrote on an overdose
if hip-hop’s dying i’m the antidote
if that ain’t right i’m the antichrist
if you bite my style i’m anti-life
you might just run in me tonight
will you fight or flight?
hope your nikes are tied
dangling a hook i hope you bite
they call my right hook pastor mike
introduce you to jesus christ
i’m master motherf-cking nice
can’t touch this when i pop this
at the top of your conscious in a moshpit
where’s margaret?
oh sh-t
get her to the hospice
i’ve completely lost it cost is catastrophic
eating toppings in the tropics, hop in
and we drop pigs for the record, wreck it
[break]
yeah, jayvans
a moment of zen

[verse 3]
where my joint at?
someone respark that
so underground gotta where a hard hat
on contact it’s combat
death in your contract
breath is your last act
tied to the train tracks
so laid back when i spit this verse
wouldn’t think it comes from a place that hurts
but i’m fly like birds and smart like nerds
and your raps stink like t-rds (like t-rds)
hope you heard you can’t f-ck with me
this k-i-n to the g
wouldn’t want me to be your enemy
my soul’s a concoction of methamphetamines
and lsd i’m real trippy
tip me ’cause my music free
guess it’s reflection of what i be
word to he who give me life
and showed me i’m destined to strive
for this music i give my life
hip-hop is my first d-mn wife
so best believe this god d-mn hype
as i venture to the centre of this rap game
and blow up like a hand grenade
like a terrorist sponsored by the u.s
sh-t i think i said too much
queue the gunshots, blaow!

- jayvans

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