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letra de complexia ft. b-raid [freestyle] - kyle spear [artist]

(-got several [bleep] tools, look at it, isn’t it beautiful, if that don’t work?, i got something i got [bleep] (?), (?), because you might get yourself [bleep], you might get yourself [bleep], you might get yourself [bleep], so i have something to deal with your [bleep] ass man you come around tripping..)

[verse 1] (b-raid)
they never really understand me, i’m rolling in this sh-t like brandy, brandy cuz that’s what i’m sipping on, got that sh-t like i’m heated on the mother f-cking going on cuz my groin’s gone, i don’t really give a f-ck cuz i pulled it long ago, you don’t really know what i’m talking ‘bout, oh no, there he goes in that football hoe, oh, like my coach he doesn’t even know that i smoke weed everyday, i love that sh-t cuz i love to play, the play cuz i’m playing this sh-t in my brain, right now i’m complacent but i’m smoking weed adjacent to that b-tch that is lacing all the weed that she be selling to kids.. (uh!..)

[hook] (kyle spear)
this sh-t that murderous sh-t, ya’ll never heard of this sh-t, pr-nouns & verbs that we spit, so f-cking murderous b-tch..
this sh-t’s that murderous sh-t, invert the verse we invent, pr-nouns & verbs that we spit, so f-cking murderous b-tch.. (ah!..)

[verse 2] (b-raid)
i’m murderous, i hurt a b-tch even if she’s in the middle of the street, i don’t really give a f-ck, i’ll hit the curb but it’s about to hit that b-tch first, i don’t really give a f-ck, put her ass in a mother f-cking he-rs-, huh, sending her down the road, i know that she needs to go home, her soul is sold, i don’t really give a f-ck, own it, oh, i’m the omen that you know is holding me on top of a mountain, throw me off, never coming down, i’mma come around when i come around cuz i’m always above the clouds, i ain’t coming down even if that weed that i smoked is somehow laced by the same b-tch that sold it to them kids in the first verse cuz i’m freestyling, yeah, now we’re talking ‘bout that sh-t cuz i’mma be that-

[verse 3] (kyle spear)
but wait!, there’s more, came up in this mother f-cker with a dirty wh0re, don’t give a f-ck as my vocal cords going harder & they get you f-cking sore, starting to get a sore throat, starting to get some strep throat, strep throat, oh no, came up with the flow, freestyles with me & b-raid, you don’t even know, still doing this sh-t, going hard, still doing this sh-t, spitting bars, ya’ll don’t give a f-ck, ya’ll don’t wanna run up in my mother f-cking sh-t tryna get bodied, get bodied, get dead with the mother f-cking shotty, come through, run game, spit booze, aah..

- kyle spear artist

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