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letra de real hip hop - led instil

[verse 1:led instil]
i’m too vicious after i murder emcees with a scissor peeps be suspicious,tell me how dope you are dont be ridiculous,i’m suffering from brain cancer thats how i express my sick thoughts,rap isnt for f-ggots go to the kitchen and play pots,i’ll spit some vernom into your blood streams and watch your skull rot,like a prodigy beat i bang as pots/remove your eye sockets use them as knee caps make your eyes fall in you,now look at your wackness,everywhere i go im moving at god’s pace,murder satanic khatz with a slow flow but with vibration pace,crucifix is my tactic,slapping while you backing,grab your chest but the skull is cracking,go to your mental jars like crackling,fold you twice your tongue t-st-cl-s are stacking. f-ck with led instil i’ll make you a f-ggot n dillute your blood pink
[chorus]
its ther rhythm of real hip hop no skinny jeans,and beach tops bunch of commercial cats who can’t rap just a flip flop-x2
[verse 2]
put ink in a syringe i write sick,blood circulates with the da hip hop syndrome i spit sick,i drink blood from da pope,crack da surface like bruce banner i’m too dope,with me in da centre is just the same as spraying emcees with issues,cut you open in the in the toilet and wipe my -ss with your blood tissues,my punchlines shake pyramids for you i remove your cranium,constructional lyrics break your facial bones,you could’nt ryhme all you throw is stones,i dont understand how a 20 year old needs an umbilical cord
[chorus-x2]

- led instil

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