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letra de vice grip - modd ez

[hook: modd ez]

i got the game up in a vice grip
couch potato, m-o-d-d, yeah they type sick
got the ammo, i’m just saying that it might spit
bumping headphones as the pen moves, how my night’s spent
i got the game up in a vicegrip
couch potato, m-o-d-d, yeah they type sick
got the ammo, i’m just saying that it might spit
bumping headphones as the pen moves, how my night’s spent

[verse 1: modd ez]

i been harmonic its like reiki or kundalini
who could truly see me, i go poof where’s the foolish genie
moments of happiness, they say your atoning is blasphemous
but ask for your -ss to kiss when your arrogant
on the real i rather just perfect my perfection
as i lessen your lessons
all your speculation suspect is worth less then a spec and
i’m a pro at progression
all your slogans slowly seeing the depth of depression
you couldn’t mesh with message
these actors -ss and asinine
these one wing n-ggas ain’t half as fly
these slaves with a master ain’t masterminds
so don’t ask for mine tell a n-gga like(woop)
i’m the man this year (woop), these them alibis here (woop)
close the caskets then let these n-gga gasp for air
drift of the pencil watch my pages kicking my mental
they dig for remnantsً of rebels don’t worry n-gga i’ll let you (woop)
go think you nice (woop) while they feed you lies (woop)
them deceitful crimes then i turn to he who snipes

[hook]

[verse 2: couch potato]

i know he ain’t better than me
somebody better tell than man he
looking real wack
ain’t spittin’ no facts so he pretty irrelevant
all about the presidents, cmc/money gang
running through your city and we taking over everything
boy too sick, never took vitamins
everybody getting sh-tted on, call it “chocolate rain”
call me insane, no call me gifted
they say they like how i’m different
rap about sh-t that i’m living and i’m giving the game what its missing
i’m taking the game form you b-tches
i hope that you have enjoyed it
game in a vice grip, your career in the toilet
first they would ridicule, now they recognize
b-tches trying not to drool when i step inside
be chill, you don’t want to be k!lled lyrically
i be k!lling these, trillz
tell your boy for real, stop trying to spit with inadequate sk!ll
real rappers get deals, i will
mess around, k!lling off n-ggas i don’t feel
born in a zoo, concrete jungle, call me bear grylls
world in my hand, sit back taller than you on your last stand
beef ain’t nothing, tell your man
i’m a hot potato, you don’t want me on your hands

[hook]

- modd ez

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