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letra de taking is alittle serious - kargo music

here we go
time to take sh-t a little bit serious
note to you all
i k!ll all as you stall

as you stalk up these shelves
you’re just checking on out
you hit ground, and i pound
and i pound you dogs out
when the pens through the wall
i pull tales like the stork you came from
with my b-lls off this hall
i was born f-cking tough
mma with the love
i won over the thoughts, mental illness
but spared put my anger to art
i was training so smart, cut the hate
finding love doin’ sh-t that i love

oh so what you broke jaw but i rule over y’all
like some move better movе
when i step in the room
got you coward on up
your hеads down i hear sound
victory, i defeat enemies with approach to this game
take a seat as i leave legacy
leave you all outta reach
out on sea level bees not the same
sample greens maple leaves
stand beneath me, stuck ramble on
cam parison, you see?
nah f-ck that!
got you crying out weep!
produce me one f-cking beat
but you get brock lee
i’m back in ring i’m destroying beats
flying first-class seats
i’m first class seed
octagon chose me, octomom wants me
octonauts homies, vicky wong, murphy
oswald, wubbzy up on mtv
happy days tv, childhood memories
betting on baseball games
eating pantry thangs
i’m going back to old me
shed a tear nothings changed
you still hate me cuz i ain’t leave the game
f-ck you!

i play to play
so go run mlb jhon in 1903
i ain’t running home, yet i am still the king!

got the world on my shoulder
before i lose my composure
call me a vet and a soilder
i stand my ground an i hold up
i hold up myself from the f-ck ups
i ain’t running’ from no one
b-tch shut the f-ck up
you c-nts are noneone
you label me someone
you best believe when you leave me
the last thing you will see, me
rival read bible, hit vitals
stop breathing, start dreaming
go to sleep b-tches
give you my nighty night wishes
i hang with these adolescents
watch you hide beneath shiver and shake
like a premature baby under a blanket
call it a blanky but
i’ll be shooting my shot at you baby
grab your pen when you’re ready
kargo and weep you’ll be recievin’
feel good then regretting
callin it rape after you have conceded
got you all ovulatin’
b-tch got your legs f-cking shaking
look like the devil met angel

f-cked in so many angels
it goes above your head one minute
then onto the next d-ckhead
losing my sh-t d-mn
pop off like mr. potate head
i ain’t surely miss this
b-tch throwing these b-tch fits
acting like kids man glad that ex died not ex man
satisfied, keep the laughs in
what makes me a madman
i keep on stacking this chip, higher and higher
til’ i’m reachin’ my peak but i’m still f-cking sour
i’m the man of this hour
and i am the man of this tower
get ready for something i’ve never done before
i’m finally saying goodbye to each of the wh0res
i’m closing these doors

once and for all
i say sh-t and i soar like i am the stork
cuz you learning from me everyday you grow up
you try to fly in the ring can’t even look up some p-rn
like you know how to sport?
can’t even give in the fork
your b-lls are just way too soft
join the girl scouts or not
you’d find a way to f-ck up
this generation so f-cked, close your legs
it is time for us to get some shut eye
so many times that i try to put you in rhyme
but turns into fight

my approach to this game
is to leave all this sh-t behind me
once and for all i tell em to “f-ck off kindly”
watch you follow
my legacy

- kargo music

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