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letra de season's greetings - jon murdock

[intro]
you didn’t think anybody knew about that, did you?
but god saw you
dan, don’t, please!
and you can’t escape god’s wrath!

[verse 1: lex starwind]
life’s like ill, life might k!ll, mic sk!lled
type, ill touch, beats crushed, l-st, find chill is euphoric
new porous enormous, huge portion
ice cream, klondike mic, what would you do for it?
who saw it? vision prophetic, rhyme fetish, i get it
n-gg-s sweet, diabetic, give me heat, i’ll set it
wet and splash kids, as if, n-gg-, it’s outlaw
spit game toxic, plottin’ on your downfall

[verse 2: jon murdock]
i’m photogenic, prototype session completes the signal
from a single word that i bring you, it’s unthinkable
bystanders fill the highlander head offer
decapitate your partner, no longer the song launcher
missile side wind, i’ll find your fatigues jacket
enemy that stayed on the low like gene hackman
keep rappin’, keep actin’ and see the action
nicholas cage your captain and flee the aspen

[verse 3: lex starwind]
garden snake, cross your weight, off your face, i couldn’t concentrate
stop blocking sh-t, constipate, foundation called brigade
hawkin’ jake, jake hawkin’ me? blazed off of trees
move accordingly, slaughter disorderly, often we
see the slain persecuted, the judas polluted
thought process nonsense that reigned undisputed
take cover, stupid, the bomb droppin’
quick, make a choice, can’t take the wrong option

[verse 4: jon murdock]
billy crystal pistol, get caught the [?] nickel
government officials, they’ll hit you with time, it’s simple
run real fast for alleys for you to dip through
tossed the heat, pitbull, angle lock, it grips you
one shot from my verse too hot, you felt the heat
make the hole in your whip look like the fratelli’s jeep
you said you nice as murdock and that’s a l-i-e
you lie, motherf-cker, compulsive, don’t doubt on me

[verse 5: lex starwind]
great beats, smash tracks, hi hats and such
zodiac, cognac, n-gg-, p-ss the dutch
actin’ up, l star and jon ‘dock again
stick cats, click-clack, take that, pop your men

[verse 6: jon murdock]
now there’s no mc who could f-ck with my mic action
the night slasher, might fracture your life, fragile
hundred pound wet-soaked body, frail, i’ll mangle
[?] prized fighters who wanna tangle

[outro]
… me, jon
help me, jon
help me, jon
help me, jon
help me, jon
help me, jon
help me, jon
help me, jon
help

- jon murdock

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