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letra de conspiracy mc's - lb productions

[wilkshake]
i’m smilin’ at the judge as he’s layin’ down the sentence
the charges line up like planks and picket fences
demented with screws loose, evaporated mental state
gathered up samples from my fellas at a rebate
argumentative with stonehenge physique
blazing back, chronic, blast the immortal technique
picketing on broadway for knowledge of the prisms
chasms, hallways, division divided right and wisdom
cynically sinister, ironically a minister
guiding people into walking weather, feet got blisters
he had a heart attack, some hardened arteries
chronic heart disease, put this contradiction on its knees
you should’ve listened to the mc’s
givin’ you the third degree, i got the third degree
eleven times that equals degree thirty-three
conspiracy mc’s

[hook]
emcee-em-em-em-mc incineration
first the verse from a beast while my mind’s exploring
every-every verse is magic

em-em-mc incineration
i splatter the track
bump my-bump-bump-bump-bump my gums once, son
with fangs like dracula
[kas solo]
ayo, everybody’s out to get me, give me sixteen
and i give him a reason to hit me, hit me busted twenty-three
life is a gamble, son, and f-ckin’ with me
boy, you know how animals come in packs showing t–th
my wolves know the deal, emcees
it’s time to feed any wolve that conceals
your eyes is gettin’ freed
so you can see what i’m sayin’ when i’m targeting
the hardest is always locked on the target
since it’s still when i’m starving
the path i’m walkin’ it’s awkward, often lost in the darkness
carvin’ this heart out of hardwood and coffins
draggin’ the carcass to the back of the garbage
with the rest of these wack artists
i laugh at half of these cat’s stardom
i break ’em apart when i rip off their arms
then i sever the head, use the skin from the neck as a parchment
i deliver that hard sh-t with minimal contact
my words serve as armaments, i bomb the sh-t in combat

[hook]
emcee-em-em-em-mc incineration
first the verse from a beast while my mind’s exploring
every-every verse is magic
em-em-mc incineration
i splatter the track
bump my-bump-bump-bump-bump my gums once, son
with fangs like dracula

[mark deez]
yo, yo, yo
sentence the moves, christens in juice
spittin’ the news, deliver the truth, shiver the booth
the liquor elixir, sippin’ the proof
givin’ you loose, put my d-ck in your booth
sentence your crew, mind frizzin’ like time
despite rhyme, the lifeline, the hype’s mine
i’ma take it, life is what you make it
farmer fram on the jam, k!llin’ the clan
head spinnin’ like fans, abstract with rap facts
the data is back, i splatter the track
verbal paintb-lls, your hate falls
i snort eight b-lls and eight calls
great wars worth fighting
a verse worth writin’, make it exciting
they hate him like tyson
when he step in the ring
the legends and kings, no discretion from me
i don’t give two f-cks about you
i doubt you, imagine what i could do without you
man, listen, my ambition is second to none
step in the slum, you need weapons and guns
messin’ with crumbs to increase my hunger
the southeast beast with a release like thunder
from the streets of augusta with the speech of a hustler
[hook]
emcee-em-em-em-mc incineration
first the verse from a beast while my mind’s exploring

wilk–wilk-wilkshake
that’s big-big-big mark deez
kas-kas solo
vocal uzi fabrication
the south-the south-the south-southeast beast
cons-cons-cons-conspiracy mc’s

- lb productions

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