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letra de zeus - lam3nto

[intro: rush factor]
yeah man (brrr), big talk man (brrr), big man tings yeah (brrr)
yeah we know what the f-ck going on (ya heard)
it’s that 039 sh-t n-gga (grrah), we ’bout to go crazy like a b-tch (b-tch)
yessir

[chorus: rush factor & lam3ntó]
yeah, s-xy (b-tch)
i just seen a b-tch with a b-tch, h-lla nasty (yeah)
walking out in public, swaggin’ out like bih caress me (yeah)
all you n-ggas gimmicks, boy i’ll catch yo ass by sesame street (brrr brrr brrr)
whole clique, real ass n-ggas (siuuu)
we don’t gang bang but we call upon the hittas (that’s right b-tch)
if we talking rap, we some cold-blooded k!llers (pew pew pew)
if we catch you lacking then the thunder roar like zeus (brrr)
roof (uh)
boy we bust the roof (blingidi), boom (b-tch)
we don’t catch no casе, make the dossier “poof” (yеah)
yes, yes (ahhh yeah) (blingidi, blingidi)
(listen) if we catching you lacking then the thunder roar like zeus (zeus)
[break: chris hemsworth]
here he is
the man, the myth, the legend (zeus)

[verse 1: lam3ntó]
they got the audacity to criticize my art
like theirs is any better like they dominating charts (man)
i will never let another rapper tell me if i’m good or not (never)
especially if they ain’t driven like the other lot (no)
i’m manifesting and the same cannot be said for them (facts)
they influenced by peer pressure, this is not a trend (uh)
your perspective worth a penny n-gga, understand
that you cannot pull up with that bullsh-t, you are not my friend (n-gga, wait)
i’m the greater, where’s the cheese (uh)
i’m a dawg, i’m off the leash (brrr)
iching but i don’t got the fleas (let’s go)
got your main on her knees (aii skrr)
hope they listen overseas (qeh)
fool around then tuck the heat (wow)
only murdering the beats (what!)
what the f-ck, i’m a gee (uh)
if you a stan, american dad
if you afraid, show the white flag
fun’ uk-mqhas’ kodwa unestress
she don’t want love, she be down bad
i am a goat if i go plat
leave a n-gga down, leave a n-gga flat
if a n-gga dope, put him on a track (pew)
if a n-gga whack, put him in the back (pew pew pew)
[chorus: rush factor]
yeah, s-xy (b-tch)
i just seen a b-tch with a b-tch, h-lla nasty (yeah)
walking out in public, swaggin’ out like bih caress me (yeah)
all you n-ggas gimmicks, boy i’ll catch yo ass by sesame street (brrr brrr brrr)
whole clique, real ass n-ggas (siuuu)
we don’t gang bang but we call upon the hittas (that’s right b-tch)
if we talking rap, we some cold-blooded k!llers (pew pew pew)
if we catch you lacking then the thunder roar like zeus

[verse 2: esesgee]
(oh great god of the bars, oh chief spittah deity
oh supreme lord, father of all verses
show them your wrath)
okay
zeus of the rap game, that makes you rappers demi-gods
toast to my greatness, make it don perignon
could they compare to the standard i am clearly on
got my own throne of g.o.a.t carcasses i’m sitting on
lightning mic striking from the sky, your life’s excused
high up in the clouds, give you stories, give you views
if you see my quill and parchment, better know they’re lethal tools
’cause all my writtens solid like they lookin’ at medusa
at medusa (medusa)
they use me to measure greatness, i’m the ruler (a ruler)
went around teaching b-tches lessons like a tutor (a tutor)
god of the bars, esesgee the known future
[chorus: rush factor]
yeah, s-xy (b-tch)
i just seen a b-tch with a b-tch, h-lla nasty (yeah)
walking out in public, swaggin’ out like bih caress me (yeah)
all you n-ggas gimmicks, boy i’ll catch yo ass by sesame street (brrr brrr brrr)
whole clique, real ass n-ggas (siuuu)
we don’t gang bang but we call upon the hittas (that’s right b-tch)
if we talking rap, we some cold-blooded k!llers (pew pew pew)
if we catch you lacking then the thunder roar like zeus

[verse 3: barondee]
zeus? nah more like cronus
i’on read no t’s and c’s, i’m ’bout my b’s so call me (b)ronus
this the month of jesus, best believe that cheque come with a bonus
who let these dogs off the leech, i think i see a couple b-n-rs, n-gga what?
pants up, mask down, risk gettin’ a virus
got they nose up in my business when i might juh’ give ’em sinus
double s g, keep on winnin’ he think blingy besus biased
and you know we move in silence like evija after lotus
and somehow they notice, so n-ggas know this
that’s how i know they can’t stop us
ain’t it ironic how we from the south and they still can’t top us
ain’t it ironic how i spend it rands when i get it in dollars
perhaps i’m gettin’ too modest
it’s summer, but i realize that a n-gga really be the coldest
i was lost but i think i found myself somewhere down in atlantis
called a priest daughter b-tch, like b-tch, pardon my manners
had to peel the threeskin off jus’ so she could go bananas
off topic, god d-mn, juh’ know i be mad at myself when i say god d-mnit, uh
and it ain’t no habit
i’on like music my n-gga, i am it, yeah
will i am sh-t, well sh-t, n-gga i am the sh-t, ay
no point debatin’ it, ay, that’s juh’ some fishy sh-t

[verse 4: barondee]
yeah
and it ain’t somethin’ i’m puttin’ my nose in
when i’m done swimmin’, no fish in the ocean
y’all cannot crush me, y’all p-ssies is golden (yah)
if it’s beth moore, i’m stickin’ my junk in
y’all full of sh-t, i’m leavin’ it swollen
i ain’t really into that internet trollin’ (yah)
y’all n-ggas chihuahuas, i can tell by yo’ bark (bark)
look at y’all fish, tryn’ swim with us sharks (shark)
make a n-gga wish he should’ve stayed at the docks (dock)
accurate shots, don’t play, this ain’t darts (dart)
out here breakin’ records when y’all out here breakin’ hearts (heart)
we is them n-ggas that gon’ dominate charts (chart)
puttin’ an end wherever sh-t starts (yeah)
i’m the type to do more and say less
if i blingy b, make a n-gga write a verse about me, sneak dissin’ then i know i got him stressed (on god)
takin’ dubs, i ain’t even from the west
i be actin’ outta love, that’s why you see a n-gga blessed
been around the block, i ain’t never get finessed
bet you smokin’ n-ggas cannot say the same with your chest
god d-mn (g’yad)
i’m back here again
he ain’t do me no solids, why he think that he my friend
wet wrist, my time is too precious to pretend
plot twist, these are lines you’ll take a while to comprehend
‘mento put me on this song cause he know a n-gga dope (yah)
funny part is i’on even do coke (yah)
funny part is this ain’t even no joke (yah, yah)
this the typ’a sh-t that make a n-gga get a stroke
(yah, yah, yah)

[outro: barondee]
yah yah
blingy, who? besus
(on god)
(grrrrah)
boo

- lam3nto

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