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letra de shell shock - mickey diamond & ral duke

[intro]
come on, huh?
come on, yo (ah, yeah, diamonds)

[verse 1]
i don’t make music for n-ggas who like the essay (nah)
nba jam, slam until the glass break (boom shakalaka)
never go against a villain with a masked face
commentate like steven a, and this’ll be your last day (brrt)
ballin’ like i’m gary payton on a fast break
even if it’s small i wanna see that ass shake, mami
i wanna see that ass shake
and i’ma beat it like it’s real even if that ass fake
everybody see me droppin’ at a fast pace
and wonder why you only as good as your last tape
sport mask and cape, i’m no superhero (nah)
one false move reducе your health bar to zero
me and ral dukе like pesci and de niro
i seen usd, he confirmed those to euros
paypal, chi-ching, he like a day gardner
slime n-ggas out with the ooze, so take cover!
super bad, might change my name to mick lovett
thirty minutes or less, hotter than a brick oven
still villian, what’s toiletpaper to an assh0l-?
get on that bullsh-t, i’ll break out the lasso
gun got the laser like lupe fiasco (pew, pew)
when n-ggas say my name i hope it tastes like tabasco (hot, diamonds)
ask bro, it’s like a carousel how i’m through these racks though
this that good dope drug dealers gotta tax for
not a rapper blogger but i still swing the mac slow
my new b-tch, thicker than a clouded crack smoke
last n-gga that fronted, he left with his back broke
all i wanna do is get high and crack jokes (jokes)
more whips and chains than the slaved black folks
we was movin’ h on your block everyday
i saw fiends come through to get a [?] for dirt cheap
you can look but don’t reach (don’t)
i got the crowd snappin’ like a spoken word piece (huh?)
might start a riot like metta world peace
ral make the kind of beats that calm the savage beast
cool hand luke when i walk in
if i ain’t in your top ten, n-ggas is buggin’, baxter stockman
got the spot rockin’, boogaloo shrimp
i might break the boombox out and start pop lockin’ (ah, yeah)
[chorus]
villain in my b-boy stance, star trek, i could make leonard nimoy dance
four thumbs up, i’ma need more hands
to get me on a track i need atleast four bands (huh?)
party people in the place how you feelin’? (how you feelin’?)
i wanna see your arms raised to the ceilin’ (ah, yeah)
now look into the face of a villain
the whole foot clan cold chillin’
my n-ggas be illin’
villain in my b-boy stance, star trek, i could make leonard nimoy dance (yeah)
four thumbs up, i’ma need more hands
to get me on a track i need atleast four bands (ah, yeah)
party people in the place how you feelin’? (ah, yeah)
i wanna see your arms raised to the ceilin’ (ah, yeah)
now look into the face of a villain
the whole foot clan cold chillin’
my n-ggas be illin’

[outro]
(ah, yeah)
you can’t refuse me, take a lot for listen
we don’t have a problem (no!)

- mickey diamond ral duke

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