letra de gunslinger - kixxie siete
48 bars
f-ck a hook
they told me rapping was a waste of time, tell them no sir
i just hit you with that wave of rhymes, like go surf
hang ten motherf-cker hope them sharks don’t bite
ya’ll been sleeping on the kid and it’s not alright
i hop on mics, my flow make the crowd go nuts
i tell the story of a kid who led a hawth-rne life
i remember back then i wasn’t all that nice
now you can that tell i’m hard like i got on tights
i got all night, till the sun rise and set
i lock eyes with your b-tch tell her ride my d-ck
i walk around [with the set?] feeling high as heck
no money yet, but we fly as sh-t so what it look like?
a lot of ya’ll claim to be chefs in the kitchen
but [ya’ll ain’t dishing no damage?], you ain’t about that cook life
i’m f-cking hard and i’m hitting the cutting board
with the sharpest knives and my bars is nice
mentality of a child who done lost his mind
i’m not trill, got sk!ll write a cold dope verse
go for the k!ll, i’m so ill i wrote with a quill
that was made from the feather of a dodo bird
i got a style that knows no bounds
i say f-ck a plan b, go hard ’till it all falls down
keep in mind that i’m so broke now but pretty soon
they going to see me come around with a rose gold smile
and [i’m all?] with a flow so foul
that whenever i spit, they be like, “d-mn kix, close your mouth”
f-ck that, i’mma go all out, i’m about to break through
like an elephant raised in frodo’s house
i got a sound that makes the whole crowd pogo bounce
i kick sh-t hard enough to bring the dojo down
no bullsh-t, i’m tired of you rodeo clowns
the water’s rising and i hope ya’ll drown, it’s high tide
i’m out here trying to take your crown, it’s my time
i’m out here trying to take your shine, like night time
i was the little kid that they used to drive by
but now i fly by, my how time flies
why would i lie, i put it [on allah?]
i was hidden but i came out the cut, like voila
and i swear when i be spitting
the microphone turned into the wand of a magician and i’m harry potter with it
born in 1990 but i’m rapping like i’m 89
i got your baby girl wanting to be my baby moms
since i’m the new guy they greeting me with laughter
but i’m quick to make them scatter once i hit them with that crazy eye
reach for the skies i’m coming to even the odds
compet-tion eaten alive, n0body’s leaving alive
there’s a war outside, grab your vest and guns
i tell the legendary story of how the west was one
kixxie
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