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letra de the albert hotel - kovin kestnar & graffik

[intro: graffik]
ah
yo

[verse 1: graffik]
i got the book of life and i looked through twice
imagining the look on christ when i stab him with a crooked knife
and have ’em burn at the steak
asking who’s the best rapper in the circle and they swerve the debate
i forever left a asterisk dot next to his name
yeah, they let me off with murder, the cops said i’m insane
my shot steph with the range, i pop techs at his brain
y’all just rusty with the bars like it got lеft in the rain
i’m just sick of hearing all that blabber mouth
i ran up in your granny housе and now we playing cat and mouse
take the cash, i’m out, spin the block, i’m back around
f-ck a crime scene, i’ll turn it to a battleground
start a brawl in the taj mahal, the shotty make the bodies fall
they hit the ground like volleyb-lls
i shot the sheriff like a bob marley song
also hit the bodyguard
when i think ’bout popping off, ain’t no telling when i’ll stop
i’m just tryna get some guap, you just tryna get some thots
i be up in saks fifth, they probably wouldn’t let you shop
’cause you looking too broke
[verse 2: kovin kestnar]
i’m digging graves for the bodies that ain’t been k!lled
i fl!ck this blade, try and stop me, get your wig spilled
i’m burning sage inside your lobby, i’m on big wheel
i’m looking strange a sydney crosby counting six bills
i’m at the albert now, i’m tryna cop a second room
he lost his power after long baths and h-lla shrooms
the countless hours, all the [?] and debt ensues
i take a shower, then i walk back and [?]
i check the trash, find a severed head and two needles
i’m heading back with a better friend, it’s true evil
i’m lining pictures on my wall, they’re all of nude people
i find a picture of a doll in front of two steeples
there’s a preacher in a church with a long beard
he’s a leader on this earth, he’s like a god here
when you’re weaker, you’re perverse, it’s like your flaw’s queer
or you’re either just a nerd with a lost fear
every door to heaven’s got a k!ller blocking it
you can ask a reverend or a gynecologist
and now the children of the corn ain’t been making corn
if you’re gonna shoot a movie, better make it p-rn

- kovin kestnar graffik

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