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letra de the edge-runnaz - mista doesha

[verse 1: mista doesha]
i’ll take the bullet out the barrel leaving suckers in the past
i’m the villain in a story, often everybody asks
take a puff of marijuana ’cause i like the way it tastes
take a swig of boric acid just to spit it in your face
i’ll pull an axe up off the castle wall and swing it like a madman
ride through the underground, run like a caveman
stone against the iron make a very sharp edge
all hearts down the rabbit hole, severing your head

[verse 2: zodeak]
you should have a fear of god, feel thе vise grips from holding arms
i’m the icebеrg, the sh-t that sinking noah’s ark
first to fall, first to rise, i’m the one who saw
and feast upon the lamb raw like a sushi ball
drag ’em to the arbitoire, hang ’em in the freezing room
if you are not seeing god i’ll guarantee you’ll see him soon
i’m giving you the easy route ’cause this is f-cking hard for me
whoever clean the room after rippin’ out an artery

[chorus: zodeak & mista doesha]
we-we-we-we some savages
zo-zodeak & mista doesha (mista doesha)
we’re f-f-f-ckin’ savages
leave you wrapped in bandages
we-we-we-we some savages
zo-zodeak & mista doesha (mista doesha)
we’re f-f-f-ckin’ savages
leave you wrapped in bandages
[verse 3: zodeak]
i am johnny silverhand crush your clam like coke cans
with cybernetic implants embedded in both hands
i blow sands, causing dust storms in your city man
i’m splitting atoms while you do your little silly dance
doesha and the zodeak attack you like a pack of raptors
snap! we’re back, we’re laughing ’cause you thought that we were just some rappers
my my, how the turns have tabled
you won’t reach your happy ending in your f-ckin’ fable

[verse 4: mista doesha]
i’ll be the murderer that everyone forget they think they saw
take a poison pill to swallow if i’m captured by the law
got the mental disposition of a psychopath
never go alive, blaze of glory in a bloodbath
a lyrical assassin and the mic is like a fifty cal
snack when me and zodeak together, triple h in the final
dropping elbows off the top rope, hit ’em with a diamond cutter
savage with the sick sh-t, k!lling motherf-ckers

- mista doesha

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