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letra de enemy (single version) - jonny farias

[verse]
you know who it is, niño del siete
flows so smooth, lyrically i’m el chico del fuente
lethal to many gente, soon to be rap’s t-to puente
(you ready, you ready?) you won’t be getting a peaceful ending
i see you scoffing at me with looks as fake as your swagger
you make me madder, messing with the kid sharp as a dagger
modern-day michelangelo, with my unanimously loved and lavish rapid flow i’ll end this inefficient rapper
dissing faster, my tongue a pistol, blast ya twice
i mastered rhymes to lap your vice and cleanse ya like the hands of christ
pacifist, not in my words, fighting the urge to p-ss this fist
blasphemous, clouded by your foul sound, it ain’t challenging
i’ll keep it 100, you have zero sk!ll
we’re not equal, if you thought so, you should leave a will
people still thinking that you’re hot, but if i put you in my spot, you would have some large sneaks to fill
this is raw, sit calm and self-examine
let this track p-ss through you like an arrow through twelve axes
i do it for illmatic, you do it for little baddies
a suitor of hip hop, you’ll lose to this real rapping
bragging about making lots of money, wait a sec
is that what this is all about, making checks?
i know you lie about the green stacks, babes, and bread
my words an inferno to burn you ‘til your face is red
bake you and be murdering ‘til i’m first and take the cake
writing my rhymes with pencil, but they’ll never fade away
fighting the times is mental, but i never lay awake
i’m left to say my grace before i devour this young coward
the power i’m left to shower will leave you to cower, you’re all babble
but i tower in comparison, it’s foul how i’m tearing this beat, scary to see, hilarious
how perilous, what else did you expect from young farias?
but you don’t see me as a threat
i’m razor sharp, i’m on a fresh cut for every man i’ve met
shaped up to be the best, should i go slower instead?
rewind those last four bars, don’t let them go over your head
barber, farther ahead by many hairs
i carry lines more foreign than paris in a form to make a scary night
erudite, stomping on these foes, they’re only parasites
you think you’re so hot, but you’d only really fare in height
lack-flows intolerant, you’re dairy food
stare at your appearance, it’s embarr-ssing how you believe you’re very cool
it’s apparent what your spirit fuels, to tell the truth
i’ve heard better bars, raps, rhymes, and words from terry zhu
a troop at war with a fully loaded gun
my tour de force ain’t even fully wrote and done
when i’m forming these sentences, i’m a force to be reckoned with
got these boys at a deficit once they step to the seven kid
this is what you’re hearing, sick lyrics not in store
jonny’s core, your body of work is a rotting corpse
your foresight is backwards like roll and rock, ask for mercy
you couldn’t trace these verses or copy if you overwatched me
i’m unorthodox, your h–rds of c-cky remarks ain’t a force to stop me
a fourth of jonny is more of a party than all your shoddy tricks to get shawties, pardon me if it gets sloppy
on the mic to gob and get it on like marvin, i’m naughty
so many flames, i should put them on wax
you couldn’t hold a candle to me if my books were intact
people hooked on my raps, i got a foot on your back
you’re just a rookie at that, i mean look it’s just facts
the pract-tioner of rap, listen, you lack vision
you act vicious, meanwhile i’m in the lab mixin’
when i spit this extract, i bring doom like the masked villain
you bring more laughs than flattery, it’s a wrap, quit it
you’re looking at young midas, the timeless lyrical violence
the pinnacle of rhyming, heimlich with the way i’m maneuvering
you’d choke if you were spitting this the way i spew it, i’m ruthless
you’re looking at the musician, the dude spittin’
youth with a few tricks up his sleeve, houdini fused with bruce wayne
with my belt of utilities, i’m bruising the beat
as you can see, very few kids can do this
you’re looking at rhythm and poetry, take some notes
you’re looking at the future who recognizes the goats
you love to brag, but i can show for what’s behind my boasts
my stream of consciousness beats anything you wrote, so stay afloat
you’re listening to verity that’s slapping like a belt
you’re listening to p-ssion, these verses are my wealth
you’re listening; listen good, quit rapping for your health
‘cause you’re looking at who k!lled you ‘fore you did it to yourself
josiah

[produced by kenkenk!llt-t]

- jonny farias

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