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letra de paranormal freestyle - mista fox

wedazone…
this some real paranormal sh-t right here i promise you that

[-quoting big l the heist intro-]
“this goes out …
to all the wolves…
in the streets, nfl …
yo its ya man mista fox”
yo one time, we gon’ get it like this check it out:

remember as kid writing parody raps
playing games all day parents yelled to get off it
got bags on bags when i started to trap
fiends scream for my songs like i’m sellin em chocolate (chocolate!!)
jars on jars; gungan folk
heard i could rap, seen as a running joke
‘til they seen talent and a ton of growth deserving a bank account with a hundred o’s
i’m tryin’a flow with the goats, i’m timеless
lyrics so old school wrote on papyrus
feel like hugh hеf supposed to die lit
strike like crane… float like tigress
jewelry collection sh-t cost five bricks
find out i’m real…stop in silence
youth too gone: got no guidance
challenge my creator send shots at primus
i’m sendin shots up at unicron, yea!(starscream) beefeater my cup, super strong (what’s that)
my newest songs wet her through her thong…you pressured her now she movin’ on
looked my eyes… said “fox you could do no wrong
know possessed by demons n spirits..
ya such a bad boy and i fiend for lyrics
so get in this bed ‘cause i scream when you’re near it”
‘cause she love the gutter yet gleaming appearance!
might contradict but i’m truly mixed
can’t tax ‘em this sh-t under two a zip, siddhartha gautama my buddha lit: google it
voices of roanoke, darkness eternal
wonder the reason it start to concern you
i up the carbon your shirt’ll get burned through
i got no patience but learned it’s a virtue
banana backwoods; turnt off the purple
hop out like i’m the real heir to zanotti!
had the door closed to my lair, do you copy?
you won’t last for a sec’ you just stare at her body!
mazzanti evantra, mclarin, bugatti…
i could have it all but i’m way too complex
sleep with them kites in, wake up and flex
she at my crib “makin a mess!”
legendary game straight finesse!
you is a simp payin’ for s-x
won’t leave me alone she say she obsessed?
i wish her the world… pray for the best
lose the veil and wool you’ll shrug
ghost in my trap’ bag full of them ‘nugs’
won’t pass blunt to you bunch’a chumps
y’all pump and dump: i’m pullin ya’ rug
you sellin junk this a vintage package!
these ain’t ya’ dad’s rose-tinted glasses!
bet a ulysses off a wink she smashes…
waltz in like i printed passes
thought it’s ‘no lines at great escape’ yea!
my bars hit hard on some 808s!
what? heard him throw shade my way? and he was treatin her bad…
so he got served a little plate of shake
i don’t feel guilty we all got a payment date, heard he got left… same day the rent was due
i need my money right i can’t be friends with you
y’all got no passion; truly expendable
these watches his & her set… meant for two! stones on both wrists its a win (winnn) that’s a coupon
queens on the twin, kings on the futon!
hop out the coup n the thing n got the roof gone!
i been a master they thinkin’ i’m udon
he don’t got honor he ain’t singin mulan
jailbroke iphone i don’t text in a blue font
i seen you switch in a blink if your boo wants (whipped!)
i thought he’s trained on a leash… show prize, ropes on my neck, peepin’ his bow tie
world too toxic a to z, bromine
you hear the ref count to three you’ll get clotheslined!
all of the pain that i feel? won’t cry!
got it f-cked up! claimed she got no thighs
need every inch called me the whole nine, emporer palpatine who she get choked by
dark lord needin statuesque depictions
want my name tatted on her breast she trippin’
when the bosses chat n you adressed you listen!
we was in the hatchback, yes we flippin’
just passin’ by; sold a p at valero
don’t rock nothing close to the cheapest apparel
i got some hope off of readings from tairros
i walk in the trap they treat me like the pharaoh
crossbow diamond tip arrows…
[speaking broken russian]
“prekroyt menyat dzone perra te geetza”
(cover me)
wolves on ready when i blair through the speakers
i’m the type to go have an affair with teacher
she want me at her house cookin’ bacon shirtless
told me that i’m better shouldn’t pay for verses
where it’s war torn got a pure form…
zlowba’s next so i made that purchase
step in my spot diamonds flashin’ around ya
flooded the trap from the packs on the counter
i walk in the club and i’m skippin’ the line
you walk in the club get harassed by the bouncer!
[layered vocals]
yea
haha… foxy!
40th
harlem world!
pharaohs of eternal darkness…
lamont coleman way!

- mista fox

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