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letra de one man army - mr. swing

[verse 1]
venom spitter, with the flow of an opiate
mr. swing or mr. big show, ya know how dope it get
play your position, mince the compet-tion
slice ‘n dice, katana rhyme composition
the big bat’s at the plate, say see ya
a bash bro smash flows, who needs ya
double or nothing, i’ll turn into something
ready or not the shot’s mine and i’m clutching
edible indelibles splash upon the tablet
puddles of thought catch my feet like a magnet
splish-splash mix hash and mash liquor
a cl1ck past brash get smashed a lot quicker
blessed be he who grips the mic
but heaven sees me in different light
my rap stature leaves mad cate enraptured
chewing through dudes, maxxin’ ‘n relaxin’ in the pasture
stampede!
here comes the armada!
its just me!
lay the boom like grenada
the block buster, just an army of one
who lacks l-ster? no not the marvelous one
exceptional scepter sk!lls
intercepting receptions with unexpected thrills
the unaccepted aggressor, possessor of expensive sk!lls
just a stressor chasing cheddar, racing expensive bills

[bridge/hook]
now sound off!
6′ 4” weigh two hundred
mr. swing, check the name, thats who’s coming
beat in my chest, you can hear my heart drumming
in k!ller cadence, the greatest thats still up and coming
one man and a mic, thats and army
say what i like, just to see if i’m free
cool as the breeze, underneath the palm tree
thats me, mr. one man army

[verse 2]
i tote mice heavy as sport bikes
suckas leave notice, gone in fortnights
introducing your eminent successor
sonically ribbed kid to elevate ya pleasure
the number one contender
knocking at your door here with a letter
dear b-tch, i’m coming, so you better
get ya sh-t, get going, get lost, signed the scalp collector
d-double o-m, thats the forecast
r-double o-m, none for your -ss
hyphenated lines, leave ya hopes dashed
escalate ya rhymes, or get your throat smashed
i’m kicking hard sh-t, so just bounce out
that smash mouth, swift kick, a roundhouse
i round out, you other zero’s until i’m found out
and if you don’t know the name then b-tch you better sound out
(the big show know you know, i’ll rewind one time for ya mind)

[hook]
one man and a mic, thats and army
say what i like, just to see if i’m free
cool as the breeze, underneath the palm tree
thats me, mr. one man army

- mr swing

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