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letra de collateral damage - kidddalegend

“i shot the sheriff, but i didn’t shoot the deputy”
ooh, ooh, ooooh…

[verse 1]
fight fire with fire
the -ss-whoopin’ is hand-crafted
the man is a sick mixture of kuklinski and hannibal
that’s like saying the x-men joined forces with a cannibal
i’m a walking tall giant, except i use the stilts as chopsticks
i got this, n0body here enforcing sh-t, so you all can’t cop this
i rock chains that imitates what the ice is
head back to egypt to get all set, like isis
i’m nice kid, godd-mn it i know i am
the first traces of gmo was green eggs and ham
i’m the motherf-ckin’ man
i don’t do the splits unless it’s your head, man
and i don’t do handstands unless i’m sticking you up, man
full metal jacket and a full metal alchemist
i forge bars and break bars, the blacksmith of this rap sh-t
them boys will get blasted in a battle quick
even though i said forge bars like a sword
jack a lantern from a hallow’s eve party and cut the cord
put an end to your entire life cycle
mary jane couldn’t give me a high moment like the eiffel
that’s why my lines punch at n-ggas, they start up a fistfight, too
i’m the only brotha that’s left of the reich group…

[hook 2×]
one, two, three, four, five, six
i’m definitely throwin’ bones if i ain’t throwin’ picks
screw ya crew if you think you can f-ck with the kidd
k-i-dd, the boy jumpstarts a lot of mischief
i’m in this

[verse 2]
hot diggity-diggity d-mn
like the last verse, i’m the godd-mn man
praise god, cause i’m not usin’ the name in vain, and
i move bars like a game of fifteen
but the objec of this game is that i spit sixteen
bars, like a mardi gras block party in new orleans
cardiac arrest, your heart is committing crimes
destiny speaks to me, but i don’t have a ps4 to play online
she can role play while playing trey, but keep it on-line
diversify the odds and get away clean in a black limousine
or as a matter of fact a black rover, with both front doors opened up
my att-tude towards you is like below-zero s-x, cold as f-ck
i’m just bold enough to roll it up in a blunt
smoke it, then wield your cabeza as a football and punt
¿no tengo pantalones, tú quieres mi vato?
¿tú quieres el bistec un plato?
¿gritar mi nombre en ingles sin español?
i move her body like them keys, she calls me paco
another internet attempt just so i can make it rip
internet bars, and gambino says that it’s because of it

- kidddalegend

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