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letra de blow up! - kinsav

verse 1 – (kinsav)

(yeah, yeah)

(yeah!)

(yeah!, yeah!, yeah!, yeah!, yeah!)
i got a vision it’s no superstition
i’m finna’ blow up like it’s nuclear fission!
you try to run up that’s a stupid decision
my .40 be itchin’ i love its precision!

cut a b-tch off
shorty you trippin’!
really thought i wouldn’t catch yo’ ass slippin’!
done with a cough
dustin’ you off
you insignificant to my ambition!

i- really be grindin’ the most!
up until 4 am that’s not a boast
heat on the beat i cook it that’s a roast
i told that bit’ leave malone(me-lone) off of my post

yeah!

kinsav & ci$co onto the track!
she blow me off i blow her mother back!
he acting b-llsy i shoot off his sack!
n-ggas is fake so i got what they lack!

verse 2 – (ci$co)
been in my bag like a chip
my money ain’t clean, it’s as dirty as sh-t
the cops come, i’m pleading the fifth
you remember everything you saw and you snitch

pulled his cards, an’ he lost all his chips
target on his back, an’ i never miss
accurate aim, while i cruise in the whip
what you do to get rich, you’d go sell out ya’ b-tch
you don’t g-ngb-ng, cause ya’ part of a clique
so f-ck the discussion, don’t teach that boy nothin’
combustion, from the glock
his hands lookin’ nervous
swervin’, while the blocks hot
the bacon burnin’

why get rich
if you got burnt by the furnace
you prolly’ got caught cause your boy was the serpent
he seen you succeeding and did it on purpose
that’s why my circles tight, like sanctified virgins

verse 3 – (kinsav)
(yeah, yeah!)
f-ckin’ her up!
p-ssy a volcano she done erupt!
gave her a sip and now she want a cup!
cause’ she not dumb and know that i’m wassup!
i am a dub
do what i want
i am that n-gga no i never front
really done did it no mask i was in it
i went through his house woke him up like a menace
still don’t got a sentence
but paper & lead in my hands
dodging a charge like a bullrider’s pants
stomping on enemies like they some ants
now they on the book’
fumin’ with rants
i am a crook
takin’ queens, i’m a rook
peter pan way i’m dodging the hook
everyone shook!
cause when they look!
all that they see, is!

me, f-ckin’, trappin’, rappin’!
f-ckin’ these b-tches i’m clappin’!
slappin’
dodging the feds and relapsin’!
on my
bad habits that i be grapplin’!
i am a savage, i love to ravage!
violent and reckless till breathless
i’m baggage!
self made f-ck up
i’m burnin’ in h-ll!
you got a soul and i’m just a sh-ll!
the devils spell, all in my conscience!
ritual agony mistakes are constant!
i am not heaven-sent, i’m just a beast!
lecherous fiend, i live for the feast!

- kinsav

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