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letra de back with the tracks ii - kameleon beats

verse 1: awon
poison darts at your system and make you a victim of that raw sh-t
that’s spits more than calico clips
platinum from the womb, mc too the tomb
in 88 the mic was a bride, and i was her groom
check it when i flip scripts, verbal kicks like bruce lee fl!cks
tracks get flipped like jackie chan in that sick
my attack write and exact don’t point like a needle
i spray like a mac, they made my rhyme style illegal
the technique is criminal, i sabotage the mental
with only two weapons, that’s the paper and the pencil
n-ggas try to outline my flow like a stencil
but tryna spit these razor sharp lyrics, you need work on your dental
that’s how i flow like banderas, and desperado all out
i’m nuclear n-ggas fall out, the wrong n-gga to call out
to a duel at high noon, with 18 shooters on my hips
pull the draw and bust your sh-t, when i spit diamonds from my lips
b-tch

verse 2: awon
m-ss murder is disillusion and physically trapped
which is spiritual metaphysical, my mental intact
out to get rich, others still are blind to the fact
black fellas can only get it crack, smack it or rap
my -n-lysis is fabulous scribe, the son from nazareth
f-ckin with me is hazardous like losing a dad at this
camouflage cowboy always on some savage sh-t
cookin up marvelous platters you get your cabbage split
hate rappers who act really ain’t never had a hit
hate rappers with honor rogers who never had a clip
for real i hate rappers but love haters
cuz n-ggas can’t stand me like kobe and the lakers
a champ at it, amped on it, all the fans want it
it’s a shame when they heard a they try to front on it
now they jump on it, jam on it, even overseas
got cybersp-ce poppin for some new mp3’s
yeah

verse 3: awon
so holla if you hear me i’m out on bail keepin my head up
it’s me against the world tryna keep from gettin wet up
with ambitions of a rider benz of outsiders and outlaws
lovin my lyrics without cause
california dreamin of b-tches without drawers
get around hold it down, my digital underground
all eyez on me, hit em up lyrically
so are you still down with a real mc
dear momma i’ma put you up in a thugz mansion
your sons rhymes are more hardcore than marilyn manson
so much pain, me tryna change the game
everybody wanna use a dead man’s name in vain
i’ma put it to rest cuz i feel i’m the best
on the east and the west, crooked eyes really fresh
and i still pump yeezy’s, rockin my neezly
f-ck what you heard i even listen to jeezy

- kameleon beats

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