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letra de ebola flow - lylantz

[verse 1]
flow so ill now yo ears got ebola! (what!?)
forming an army my soldiers
ain’t holding no holsters
we keep our eyes drawn they ain’t closed
but i’m up in the front like i’m rosa
you parks in the back
and in fact that subtracts from your notice
my speakers stay knocking, i never be lonely!
elevated like montana, now i’m feeling like i’m tony
chilling in the flat, and my tire never flat
and i tire of the stress, but my lifeline never flat
gettin’ hit up by my ex, and she say she want some s-x
and i know i ain’t a vet, but the nonetheless
i confess that i run this sh-t the best
n-gga get on my level
i’m making it rock and you making it pebble
i leveled this level my foot on the pedal
they digging my medals, my fans be some shovels
like hansel and gretle i ain’t f-cking with witches
i’m ditching these snitches in ditches
they women be giving me digits
i’m so d-mn relentless, this flow can’t be rented
i’m rinsing and cleansing my penmanship’s mistress
the hands of the haters they must be diminished
i’m finishing with spitting this verse
call the he-rs- so that i can prove now that yo birth was a curse, that yo birth was a curse!

[hook] (x4)
i just want the money and the power
f-ck a gold chain!

[verse 2]
i take the beat and i’m flippin’ it, hittin’ it, grippin’ it, kickin’ its ligaments
feelin’ it, like i filled it with filaments
filled up with venomous adrenaline, read the syllabus
i interest your intellect i’m k!llin’ it
i’m interesting, get the message, i’m sending it
i murder em with music like menzies on piano
all about the “juice”, i ain’t referencing no chano
tune in to my channel, @lylantz my twitter handle
stacking up my likes like sofia d’alessandro
it’s a murda, like shmurda, i know that i’m hot n-gga
you gone get dropped cause with you we don’t rock n-gga
we don’t like no ops, walking up and down the block
but they always seem to flock to the squad cause we on top n-gga
uhh i spit it, they quote it
yo og be loving my potent
i’m crazy, i’m loaded with focus
i’m fly like a lotus, yo shorty she knows it

[hook]

[bridge] (x4)
i don’t need no gold chain

[outro]
he just want the money and the power
f-ck a gold chain
jazzy with his rapping, kid stay swinging like he coltrane
that young spitta lylantz, he stay shining and do his own thang
so profane, like propane the fire has got a new name

d-mn son, who’s got the juice now? i do

- lylantz

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