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letra de e.v.p. (remix) ft. tchase - kyle spear [artist]

[verse 1] (kyle spear)
you can bank on a villainous danger, scr-ping scrilla, the veins i sever spilling the pain, mix with vanilla, the cream is ruling everything around me, break on the scene, i’m living life as a fiend, i need a knife & the screams..
are haunting me, i brought with me the harmony to vomit prophesies, the dahmer mixed with dalai lama comma achilles, the mockery of pop atrocities committed in the name of god, i shock & freeze, i’m lopping these heads away, i run the game, you’re an apostrophe, i gotta be a rocker, see?, the f-ck?!, you thought the spear would let you hock a shot at me?!..
karate beat mixed with a shot of sodomy, i violate your arteries & fly away on magic carpets, see?, i’m frying all of this rap sh-t like omelettes, mix it with comet, spit in it then mix with ramen, hits from the lips like vomit b-tch, true grit when i vomit this scripture, come along, get the picture, s-p-ear drinking varnish.. (ishh!)
ks, i’m ominous, p.s. i’m bombing this remix, no stopping this, hocking spit at the populous, jk i love you all, cds for all of y’all, headache, gotta vacate, brain rape, where’s tchase with the tylenol?.. (f-cking head is k!lling me!..)
where’s tchase with the tylenol?..

[verse 2] (tchase)
right here, yeah you can get it how you live it, just look at how you spitting, see how i be living & the thanks that i was given, like all you b-tches tripping while pages i be ripping, this mic that i be gripping with the lines that i’m equipping..
looking at a girl with a big long beard, everyone know that i got no fears, smoke some crack & i open a beer, tryna make rap my d-mn career, now you know i got the flow to give your ass a headache so why you gotta act like that?, i swear that i am ready, yelling mayday on the mic, saying mayday on the mic, rappers saying heyday, yo, they saying payday on the mic, i got the medicine, i’m peddling, you meddling, i’m trembling, call me thomas edison, hopefully you won’t let em in, k!lling all you gremlins, set it in & getting into trouble, i ain’t never been, so watch me hustle.. (yeah..)
& now they wanna get with me?, but they don’t understand i’m doing all this sh-t for free!, & they don’t wanna tell me nothing that’ll help me out, i see we’re living in a world where everyone gotta drown in doubt but i gotta make it out before my body gets cold, everyone knows that i got this flow, as i grow old what i was told it folds & makes me bold, your soul was sold to a devil’s reject, i hope you regret everything you did to make him select you as a sacrifice, i ask for life & i ain’t even nice, sad to say i know one day i’ll have to pay the f-cking price, b-tch!..

[verse 3] (kyle spear)
switch tag, split you fricking f-gs, wicked swag, sickened lads ironclad & strapped with cryo-mags, dissect like bio class, dialect like hieroglyphs, wreck you with a writer’s d-ck, kyle spit like a fighter jet, dragon with fire spit, magnum with cryo-clips, bag em & tag em, tchase, drag em to the fire pit!, (no!, nooo!..)
then i will lie a bit, rest up & write some sh-t, & in the night have my vampire b-tch desire d-ck.. (c’mon baby..)
enter the lion’s den, the seedy underground where we don’t f-ck around, lucky to be above the ground, kentucky fry you like my omelettes, make you vomit, yucky!, snuck in with a 30 case of bud, b-tch starts to sucky-sucky..
that’s pretty much how sh-t goes, that’s pretty much how i flow, that witty sh-t, round it goes, spinning in my dome like a tornado, spitting at a wh0re, “yo, hey, yo!, shack up with a born playa, when i’m finished, yo, hoe pay up, no freebies, no way sl-t!”, these are just words so do not get it twisted up, i’m angry at the world a little, angry in my gut, so when i get together on a feature, think sh-t up, the creature is released & e.v.p.s are seeping through the cut, mother f-ck!..

- kyle spear artist

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