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letra de beret freestyle - kyu (fka tokio)

[verse 1]
it’s the polymathic
mental spastic, all the baggage that i carry has it’s tendency on turning me to geriatrics
sniff the acting, i’m batsh-t so i don’t bury hatchets
i bury bodies, oddly sl!ck, i get you got in traffic
smoking packets of these rappers, wrap mahogany
they step to me, i slap their b-tch ass like 80s misogyny
awfully, i’m off my rocker, be talking to socrates
asking him questions like “if i come k!ll myself then who will lead?”
i’m outta scenes ’cause these p-ssies ain’t keen on bleeding concrete
i came to sp-wn in streets, i stay discrete, i spit and break t–th
to leave in stu’ as a souvenir
for who was here to know that i appear as imperial, ethereal, no serial number on me

[verse 2]
only one in the spot who could get your head crushed
and out rushed, tucked in stretcher, they see your mouth bust
blood spots on comforters
you speakin’ like a foreigner
when i cut off your tongue and stuff your torso with a derringer
b-tch, try me again
rolled in backwoods again
break arms, legs, spine, bend you backwards and end
ain’t one to defend
i’m your god and i send
who i want to the flames
watch you burn in your sins
i spin the cylinder until the metal come to rust
your f-cking fuss, i had enough, i let machetes meet your guts
such a p-ssy, why keep pushing boundaries on to me
you put me in position to put your line up on the heat
you couldn’t piece my mental, mind you that my sh-t ain’t to keep
i throw 14’s up in the air as i arrive with my fleet
my team, we scheme like the minutemen
intercept on us, we cut on your business plan
in the end, spin out your block, pop your top in an instant and i am not showing no sh-t for your instagram, uh
five stars on my beret
i got war scars and hold glory
pica’ rails will end your whole story
sing war songs the day that i’m buried

- kyu fka tokio

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