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letra de militant - lil cap and wiked

[intro: wiked & kyle herring]
srb separation confirmed
coming up on, uh, staging, the burnout of these twin solid rocket boosters at two minutes, five seconds
you know it’s a serious one when you hear this

[verse 1: wiked]
yo, me and lil cap, carns hill, that’s militant
i was down bad, now my riches infinite
takeover imminent, know that they’re feeling it
when i’m on the beat, man, i feel omnipotent
when i’m on the beat, man’s really here, drillin’ it
yakkin’ the cup, don’t worry ‘bout spillin’ it (brrrr-bow!)
legends that f-ck with me and they’re in my team? that sh-t got me feelin’ so privileged (yеah)

back in the day, if i want it, i’m stealin’ it
cookie on dеck, i’m in need of a [?]
only back straps every time that i’m billin’ it
i will not buss it if there’s no seal in it
don’t give a f-ck ’bout your deal, won’t deal with it
i will not sign for no quarter million (no way)
got bare snakes in the grass, i ain’t feelin’ them
ten m’s and i’ll consider it
[verse 2: lil cap]
332 on my chest
hopped on a flight and i flew out west
yeah, blew up a cheque and i got me some off-white’s and i done got me a vest
even the haters run it back
and lil cap, puttin’ sweden on the map
i ain’t ever been the one to f-ck with
so i run numbers, start beatin’ up the track

switch-up’s my thing, k.o. one time
-boxing bell-
been at it for years, let that sh-t sink in
i scream when i jump on this ship, it’s sinkin’
trap phone [?] (-nokia ringtone-), and it’s ring-ring-ring
i got j’s like kevin
[?] slip, i’m flying, you won’t see a single thing
’cause i got sh-t to f-cking bring, cap

[verse 3: wiked]
and i took one trip down to bristol
shoutin’ out p money, ’cause he had man backstage
boy better know, sh-llin’ out place
sh-t had me screamin’ out bbk
and my boys in the cell with the cdjs
so i go in whenever you see these j’s
i’d never thought that i’d see these days
when i jump on the riddim, i’d see replays
now i got a clear vision in my mind
call me kanté, in the future, i’mma see these ms
make more money than your dad, and your mum, and your teacher all off of cpm
know me, i’m a demon on the mic
get a wheel-up every night, any beat, any bpm
same don tryna throw their bread off at man nowadays didn’t wanna know me back then

[verse 4: lil cap]
two-step all the way to the bank
are you mad i could proudly say i did that?
all gas, no brakes in this b-tch
i don’t switch in this sh-t, i ain’t ever gon’ flip that
did you jump on a track with p? nah
did you make a track with carns? nah
h-ll nah, motherf-cker
you ain’t godd-mn sh-t, you ain’t mad ‘bout bars

shout out [gbd, ?] henchman
like a set of dvds
say “run the album”, but it’s tbd
only smoke you gon’ be on, cbd
all my life, i’ve said “leave me be”
only makin’ choices [?] me
not even my doubters believed in me
two man army, leave ’em’ dead in the scene, whoa
[verse 5: wiked]
yo, them man just actin’ up
talk bad in the flesh? they’re backin’ up
on the drill, man’s one new bachelor
with the flow, oh-so spectacular
flow is oh-so fabulous
through the night, man grind, not dracula
manna sweep up the room, immaculate
them man talk wass, inaccurate

villain on drill, might come like madeira
they wanna know which pr-ck is bad enough (who?)
can’t keep up, they’ve got no stamina (no way)
man’s won amateur, but no amateur
don’t need accolades, man’s gettin’ paid
on the low, flip beats like spatula
carns on the beat, drill ambassador
me and lil cap, causin’ a massacre

[verse 6: wiked]
dump on your tracks, easy, man had to double the plaques
soundboy [?], now i’mma circle it back
yeah, see me, don’t give a f-ck ’bout your acts (brrrr-bow!)
they know about me, no cap in my rap, freely
money is what i attract, i jump on the beat (yuh, yuh)
all i do is just slap like phoebe, smokin’ on beats like a pack (brrrr-bow!)

baddie, she on me and she got the back and the dd’s, love how she makin’ it clap (clap, clap, clap, clap, clap)
you won’t catch me on the side of the line like luigi, brudda, you must be on crack
climb to the top and i’m reachin my peak like i’m fiji, sittin’ on mountains of stacks (yeah, let’s go)
i do whatever the f-ck that i want that will please me, livin’ my life to the max, yo (b-tch)

- lil cap and wiked

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