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letra de yungrhymeassassin - mykki blanco

[intro]

[mykki blanco]
roll call, motherf-cker
heads out here is fronting
n-ggas think they’ve seen it all, but i’m about to show ’em something
had a price on my head, but i knew them cats was bluffing, mang
let them haters hate coz most of them ain’t come from nothing

bad n-gga, bad b-tch
blanco’s on the run, sh-t!
illuminati prince, einsteining on these dumb sh-ts

come quick, come hither
d-mn these b-tches looking bitter
motherf-cker, recognize you’re dealing with a silent k!ller

feel her on the stage
bottled all my rage
n-gga wrote it on a page
spit it, n-gga
spill it, sage
you motherf-cking babies, it’s time to act your age
and don’t be surprised, boys, when i’m sitting center stage
coz naturally disturbed, i’m f-cking with you herbs
i’m f-cking what you heard
but i ain’t f-cking with no birds
motherf-cka what’s the word is?
blah blah blah blah blanco
loose at the mouth
b-tch n-ggas gone r-t-rdo

he got the mark of the beast on his forehead
these rap n-ggas napping on me, yo, like they was dopeheads
but let these n-ggas nap, this sh-t’s finna be a wrap
i’m creeping while they sleepin’
the last mohican

diagnose my steelo? a little too much ego
mindf-ck a b-tch, they call my d-ck magneto
c’mon bluh, what’s a hater to the blessed?
what’s keeping a young n-gga from reaching for the best?

coz i’m a mercenary, break bread with n0body
if my rhymes was a gun, you’d be some dead somebodies
i’m in the p-ssenger of the purple maserati
this hottie said, “shorty, coz the honeys count the moneys”
you need some surgery? why you looking so funny?
oh a b-tch was on the come-up, while you was playing dummy
well now she talking sh-t like your -ssh0l- – runny
signing contracts with carrots, pink fur – it’s babs bunny

now tell me, what other b-tch is vibin’ this cool?
what other b-tch got hood n-ggas saying, “she rules?”
now let me pay these girls with my black card
look, you f-cking r-t-rd, blanco’s got a new beast for her scr-pyard
gag like a magpie
coo like a pigeon
i’m a perm in too long

you’re begging and you’re wishing for forgiveness
now witness the beginning of the end
inhale that hydro, my friend
and if this n-gga wasn’t mixxy, n-gga could be big like biggie
funny that you say that, billy, coz this lyricist is k!lling
any hip-hop head that’s willing to stand up, bow down
they call themselves rappers, [] but all i see is clowns

circusing the streets, ringmaster of the beat
n-ggas sell they soul, but h-ll, a n-gga’s gotta eat
most of these b-tches hating, now they wanna kiss my feet
but let me finish my words before i even have to speak
see, you try to come for me, hey, but now you live for me
i revel in the infamy, but you just joined my infantry

le blanca, the don diva donna
we head for the hills coz this n-gga brings the trauma
yo! why bother, poppa? the end here is imminent
you will only benefit from bowing down, you must submit

i settle every score
blast you with my megaforce
tease you like a matador
i know y’all wasn’t ready for
young castro, the blanco rhyme sniper
my word is the bullet
bullet hits you, i’m a viper

rah! ima behead you
stub to me, i’ll dead you
well, i ain’t get the memo and your -ss ain’t on the schedule
hey, you ate the laced shrooms
and it’s a bad trip
hallucinating dipsh-ts, lock em in my loony bin

y’all n-ggas k!ll me tryna steal my shine
you hoes is on at 6 o’clock and i’m the prime time
dirt slinging this grime coz the b-tch is grimy
the bomb is ticking and your -ss got bad timing

yo, play with those barbies, rock them old queen b looks
them b-tches building blocks and mykki blanco is a textbook
first lesson, little one, question not
the red-boned fembots blowing up spots
the caramel cosmonaut boom straight shot
yo, she judy jetson kid, who you f-cking messing with?

mykki blanco is the head honcho
get hitmen and kings and -ss-ssins in the congo
b-tch you better think before you throw that shade
i put that p-ssy up for sale – black market slave trade

i’m sorry that i had to put y’all through this
but you have to understand that i’m so d-mn ruthless
shopping in my fangs and you’re bum-b-tch toothless
i’m imelda marcos and you’re broke–ss shoeless
crown myself the king, scratch it off my to-do list
“as if!”-ing all you b-tches coz you’re so d-mn clueless

in this life, honey, you either got it or you don’t
take from me my t-tle – never that – no you won’t
well i’m a catwalk, kid, and you’re a lookbook
well i’m an earthquake, got all these sheeps shook
hair done, nails done, the blanco so clean
-ss fat, throw it back, d-mn that b-tch is mean
raising h-ll on the scene, yes my words do sting
excuse me while i puff then lean
rage against the machine, rage against the machine
rage a- rage against the machine
rage against the machine!

[outro]

- mykki blanco

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