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letra de macabre (a5) - mach-hommy & tha god fahim

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[verse 1: mach-hommy]

[verse 2: tha god fahim]
some of the flyest n-ggas you ever saw (the flyest)
you can tell from all of the writing on the wall
stay enlightened, i’m heightened in my awareness of the law
we can battle it out and see who more quicker with the draw
it’s no draw; just pass me the rock, i’m scorin’ with the ball (i’m scorin’)
there’s seconds left on the clock, i’m sh-ttin’ on ’em all
’cause most of these rappers suck like sippin’ through a straw
i’m on the bad side of luck, f-ckin’ with the [?]
all the pens get struck like stars and stripes
stay with the cannon, if it’s pressure, i bust pipes (tatatatatatata!)
[verse 3: mach-hommy]

[verse 4: tha god fahim]
i don’t know which way to side (i don’t know)
got a few main incomes with hustles on the side (uh-huh)
i arrive with muscles on the ride (rrr!)
[?]
made it to my destination without a guide
don’t get caught up in that street life, could lead to your demise
that’s why i keep the heat twice, can’t see through the mirage
all the bullsh-t get buried, i’m reapin’ the reprise (uh-huh)
your execution may vary, it’s deep in my collage
my garage like vintage cars, i keep the stock alive
i got to strive, i play my cards, i keep ’em optimized
while they bilbo with the bag, we play juggernaut (bilbo)
rhymes could cover blocks; we fill the top spots like summer lots
it’s like i can’t put the mic away; my emcee diet like a mic a day
you n-ggas’ whole style is microwave
fah and mach sh-ttin’ on n-ggas the diaper way
you try and be my nemesis? you throwin’ your life away (don’t throw it away)

dump gawd

- mach hommy tha god fahim

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