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letra de outlaw - juro

juro x joon jukx – outlaw (produced by infinitee)

[verse – juro]

i move like a soldier
but observe like a scientist
i’m that rapper from the bronx with the iron fist
like iron man, but with a saiyan twist
and my goal is to live, forever rich
talk is cheap, and you ain’t saying sh-t
i’m just stacking up, until the money flip
i’m an angel, in the devil’s garden b-tch
what you expect?
man i’m trying to get paid
life is a threat
and i don’t want to be a slave
i sacrifice all my life and my rhymes are tight
for the right price, i’m nice so i pray
in the name of christ
i will escape
ignorance is bliss till experience conveys
n-gg-s ain’t real, i don’t roll with fakes
money on my mind
i’m a grind till my muscles ache
i’m not a customer
but i’m accustomed to be a hustler
and ill conduct with ya’
take my kindness for weakness ill rob you
blinded by evil
i’m proud to
cast those demons up out you
dog i mean it, i’m bout’ to
flip the script
juro flow so cold, big no no
you don’t want no problem
i’ll solve it
and you be my target – i’m on it
bet that i will resolve it
with the revolver
bang

[chorus – juro & joon jukx]

money talk, bullsh-t walk
holla back, when ya’ money tall
smoking raw from spring to fall, (yeah, yeah)
power moves, i’m an outlaw, (i’m an outlaw)
money talk, bullsh-t walk
holla back, when ya’ money tall
smoking raw from spring to fall, (yeah, yeah)
power moves, i’m an outlaw, (i’m an outlaw)
i’m an outlaw, i’m an outlaw (yeah, yeah)
i’m an outlaw, i’m an outlaw (yeah, yeah)
i’m an outlaw, i’m an outlaw (yeah, yeah)
i’m an outlaw, i’m an outlaw (yeah, yeah)

[verse – joon jukx]

yo
i ain’t eat in like 3 days
and i ain’t f-ck in like 4 minutes
i breathe life in a dead gang, put the knife in your windpipe
let him get the real image
born sinner, let the horns emerge
n-gg-s always talk about what i deserve
put your face down, then i tell them bite the curve
underdog still a gang n-gg- that’s my word, (uh)
get loose, mix it light with the dark skin
spit fire, yeah i’m nice with the arson
n-gg- staring in the eyes of a martian
i could beam a n-gg- out of his apartment
blackout outlaw in the backstreet
lave his face on his back seat
somebody really better tell l him i ain’t playing with him
i got bullets for every n-gg- that came with him
d-mn right, i air him out, like i’m charlemagne
hundred round drum, hit a n-gg- with the whole thing
south bronx, no love for the one time
pig try to frisk me, then it’s gun time
a young oxymoron, i’m dumb smart, at sixteen, i gang banged with dumb heart
i dumb down, i beat a n-gg- with dumb bells, dump the pump, hit a n-gg- with dumb sh-lls
joon

[chorus – juro & joon jukx]

- juro

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