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letra de holy spiritz - ken yuga

[chorus: ken yuga]
they get sniped, yeah
i’m running like a spirit, like a holy ghost tonight
my “i” up in the sky, i float to the clouds, i kick it like a satellite
feel high voltage, i walk around the city, can get their power fried
i’m in babylon with my judas, can paint his suicide
if they’re all tryna sell their souls i’m turning into the prophet to make the water red
i f-ck that thot all tantra on the rocks, you soft as f-ck, you jacking off inside your water bed
i’m peeling off, i’m burning rubber, you see the smoke than you’re just a stain like the tread

[verse: ken yuga]
you can’t knock me out cuz i ain’t never going down with the count, nah
i drip this holy water they call me lord fiji from the south
stick his t–th along the curb, i’m down to kick him while he’s down, yeah
i throw knives, i throw stars, i’m shooter from out of town
keep on talking all that sh-t than i’ma put a bounty on your head, yeah
sucks so much i gotta come around just to make sure that they did it
tattoos on my chest, they let you know that i’m committed
and man i swear to god, i love this sh-t this moneys addictive
lil b-tch addicted to my d-ck, i turn that hoe into some fish food
d-mn right i’m acting really f-cking nice until i’m nasty cuz i’m always tryna switch moods yeah it’s cool, check these digits that i pull in
i hit the streets, i’m ready to work but i’m not at work right now, i’m boolin
none of these people can get my work cause their work ethic is bullsh-t
i’m creeping in the dark, i look like aura, i look like ghoul
i’ma burn down sodom and gomorah, i just need to spit more jewels, sh-t
why you talking dap, why you talking down you fool?
why you talking dap? you can get hit with my tool
[chorus: ken yuga]
they get sniped, yeah
i’m running like a spirit, like a holy ghost tonight
my “i” up in the sky, i float to the clouds, i kick it like a satellite
feel high voltage, i walk around the city, can get their power fried
i’m in babylon with my judas, can paint his suicide
if they’re all tryna sell their souls i’m turning into the prophet to make the water red
i f-ck that thot all tantra on the rocks, you soft as f-ck, you jacking off inside your water bed
i’m peeling off, i’m burning rubber, you see the smoke than you’re just a stain like the tread

[verse: sewerperson]
b-tch, i’m in and out like lightning
gone, touch down, i’m in the north like vikings
step aside, step aside my dawgs biting
put the pride aside, i sent my guys, i’m not fighting, for real
you could hear ’em bark something fierce
i brought some extra case you miss, it’s bandoliers
i’m inside the whip off 2, forget me’s tryna steer
i pour up this potion in my cup, i skip the beer
and every night my demons keep on calling, can you hear?
i can’t date no poshy b-tches, you know i like ’em weird
if i looked like what i been through, i would not be here
you could do whatever you want to me, i ain’t shed a tear
mhm, you won’t see a single one
i keep my sh-t stoic all night until i see the sun
welcome back to h-ll, i think you’re better off going numb
since once you think it’s over really sh-t has just begun

- ken yuga

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