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letra de fighters - mega ran

(don’t play me) yo it’s k!ll or be k!lled mess around and blood is getting spilled on the field
(i’m going crazy) no refill on my pills ain’t no use in anybody tellin me chill
or calm down now cause its on now, catch you when your guard down
take your squad down, whether it’s a big city or a small town
lay ya bet down, and you can catch a round be the next down, let down
i been bringing it homie its been a minute
anything you dreamt about doing i bet i did it
been it in it from the beginning, i’m cooking just like a sk!llet
never knowing a limit i k!ll it until its finished
now i come in the party, to catch couple of bodies feeling all warm like a cup of bacardi
i had enough of the prolly – and i’m in need of a definite
you asked for it long enough you end up gettin it
i rush down leave your whole team shut down
gunned down like a cowboy at sundown
i’m in here, boy what now?
make a tough crowd put they arms up like i scored a touchdown
from the underground to top of the heap
i got em crumbling just from the way i’m rocking the beats
my head is throbbing getting it popping ain’t no squashing the beef
tell the competition i came to eat
now let’s get it

put em up put em up let me see your hands
the war is on the line is in the sand (is in the sand)
here it is, we the champs they demand
it’s time to take a stand
so here i am
(this is for the fighters)
lay their lives on the line, a 24/7 grind
with victory on their mind
(this is for the fighters)
who never back down never play the background
we ain’t hard to track down
(we the fighters)

yeah
i feel like tecumseh v harrison
riddled with bullets
still beautifully smashing
original meaning of bury the hatchet
i’m furious, ratchet
all of this is hustle and that’s it
folks leak other secrets, frequently that stuff is redacted
you tough and you challenge
you want to test my grind?
victory’s the difference between me and opening line
i used to hit events i would be dressed up to the 9s
like the tamrielic gods
they would treat me like i’m divine
folks smile in our face then attack you and spit their lies
like the o’jays had sung them right into life
i’d rathe scr-pe and claw and throw you around
if you want to go pound for pound
til i climb and find my place among the “on” stars
my vision’s got direction, like 90s soccer moms using onstar
step to me about it and it’s en guarde
murk you and when they ask me about it, i’m that kid who wielded long claw
didn’t see don’t know a thing kna i mean
listen listen i’m just tryna be the king on my scene
til the glisten that ou notice from my ring you perceived
want the thanos gauntlet but with 23’s sort of bling
yeah yeah
this is for the fighters who strugglin
yeah
take l’s then their efforts they double em
yeah
til that l transforms to a w
yeah yeah
put em up put em up let me see your hands
the war is on the line is in the sand (is in the sand)
here it is, we the champs they demand
it’s time to take a stand
so here i am

(this is for the fighters)
lay their lives on the line, a 24/7 grind
with victory on their mind
(this is for the fighters)
who never back down never play the background
we ain’t hard to track down
(we the fighters)

step in the light so i can see who picked the wrong battle to fight
you’re dreaming if you think you’re reaching staggering heights
just try staying alive like it’s sat-rday night
all the world’s a stage, and you’re looking a fright
your response should have been the other option of flight
for you it’s a goal, for me it’s all out of spite
think you’re hungry, i am starving, and i’m taking a bite
i’ve been training since before my name was even ever said and
both my reign and your pain will be proven brutal never-ending
steading gaining momentum erasing names off a list
ever since i was born standing, hands already in fists
you probably heard i’m unstoppable
your only pop is from the snack machine in the hospital
build your resume, i’m building an -rs-nal
and going on the hunt like your mission’s impossible
my abilities limitless
chips stacked, hit me cuz i’m going all in on this
better fight back like with no one before
and forget your white flag, oh we’re going to war
now it’s go time, showtime, no time left good luck, break a leg, a couple ribs and your neck
and when you fall before the best in the land drag your body back home, bury your head in the sand, understand
put em up put em up let me see your hands
the war is on the line is in the sand (is in the sand)
here it is, we the champs they demand
it’s time to take a stand
so here i am

- mega ran

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