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letra de she needs me (freestyle) - lumbajong & kirsan

[intro]
yo!
2 proud karbis
representing diphu
k!llin all the wack rappers around
k!llin all the muh’f-ckers around
ya heard me? aight! let’s go!!!!

[verse 1: lumbajong timung]
it’s been decided, you chose death and headed towards the h-ll, it’s tragic
cause the death that haunts you very bad
i can see your future, your future’s f-ckin’ wack
and your b-tch ain’t your b-tch, she’s sold cause she comes with a price tag
you can’t buy it though, she’s vampin’ another me like you in the present but its her p-ssion
you wish it was easy for you to press delete as fast you try to remove her from your chest
get dressed with a vest upon the vessel and make it last
unless she tries to remove it, even if you put love in the bag, its worthless
cause she belonged to another nest with a d-ck
cause even if he had tried hard, cake didn’t worth the candle
so he grabbed a mic and spit it sick
now he’s shootin’ bullets with his mouth and the clowns that were laughin’ droolin’ for his diffidence
made the haters think ” he ain’t the one to be f-cked with ”
cause he can spit explicitly, dynamically, makin’ the look of the content worth praisin’
laudatory, cause he can flip the bars invertically
leavin’ the look of your face look like kanye west, amazingly stupid
cause he was f-cked by a cupid, ah
how the f-ck can you compare rap with cr-ps?
its like comparin’ eminem with vanilla ice, 2pac with wayne, biggie with chingy
lil kim with clown nicki, snoop with 2 chainz, joe budden with drizzy drake
and most of all, broda v with honey singh, f-ck indian fans, ha
but now the scene’s gonna be elevating cause i got my shelter for her, i’mma tell y’all
if i have to gets shot, i would never mind, i did it for my love
cause every lover stands for their loved ones, so i’mma be standin’ for her, i’mma be fightin’ for her
i’mma be beggin’ her even if i get shot
i’ve found a meaning in her vibe and now i got love for her
the only love of my life, hip hop, hip hop, till the day i die
the only reason i can die and she needs me, ah
she needs me, she needs me, i pray to lord that the haters keeps decreasin’
cause she p-ssed the torch to the one she believes in
so she needs me, she needs me

[verse 2: kirsan]
ya’ll f-ckers try to eat me up, dessert me
schemin’ on my own, you’ll never deserve me
f-ck you mode, wreckin’ ball to the concrete
no to the 2, b-tch i’m reppin’ grand prix
p-ssed my ordeals and limits
and no ordinary gimmick
all my empathies has finished
took my b-tterfly then pimped it
just like kendrick
just like kendrick
boost up the engine
your iron rods, i bent it
f-ckin’em up and toppin abundance
dunkin’em in the frightful dungeons
fire in the booth, full of b-ss and punches
k!ll’em all with my ragin’ urges
i got my golden comp-ss
you f-ckers actin’ pompous
grab my own share of suppers
i’m incredible, raging bull wagin’ wars, haltin’ the pendulum
from servile to hostile, concussion, combustion, you’re granular
wait!
you paint me a minimal criminal
discredit a predator
injectin’em enema
manifestin’ my cinema
what!
all the dangers i’m copin’
i be rippin them open
you be sittin there hopin’
how can he f-ckin just do it?
man i f-ckin’ inherit
i f-ckin’ declare it
so you better just check your sk!lls
or you f-ckin’ just bear it
once i decide to reside inside you
entice, excite you
i can either reform or divide you
like lies do, like heist do
bring you back to light and then again hide you
i cannot decide to demise to the compromise, dude!
i reprise my despise for you, so my f-ckin’ price arise dude, dude!
i realise my own trials, dude!
so i don’t need your coachin’
cause your advice are vice, dude!
when i’m blind she leads me
when i’m down she heeds me
when i’m starvin’ she feeds me
when i’m complex she reads me
when i’m dirty she neats me
and today she f-ckin’ needs me
yeah she needs me
hip-hop needs me
this games needs me
uh, she needs me…….

- lumbajong kirsan

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