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letra de flow gods - n-frost

(n-frost verse 1)
pull up on the block, listen to my craft/
finna spit it really fast, while i murder every track/
and i multiply the syllables, diss em, i hit em physical/
on top of the choppin cuz i be rhyming it sinnacle/
i k!ll a motherf-cker then i put em in a body bag/
and im lookin at the calender, i mark it with the pen attached/
lookin at me so profound, rappin let me slow it down/
pulling out my inner demon just so i can hold it down/

b-tch im a god and im k!llin it daily/
my flow is unholy, not doin it safely/
im chokin in foley not callin her baby/
they callin me kobe ill hop on her bravely/

im anti-religion, cuz i am the god/
im seeking your vision, ill f-ck you on top/
im fly like a pigion, but cooked in a pot/
but b-tches dont listen and think im a lot/

f-ck her in the p-ssy and they feel it in there stomach/
and im going super crazy, make her screaming like a trumpet/
every time i go and spit it, every demon wants to summon/
never gonna make a song and then im falling off the summit/

she suckin on my d-ck and then i put her fetal/
gonna eat her in the morning like im motherf-ckin evil/
im the type of motherf-cker that’ll k!ll it with a eagle/
all the p-ssy motherf-ckers wanna b-tch about the needles/

(momentim verse 2)

(n-frost verse 3)
dropping on the top and then i shoot em with a glock/
and when i spit em with the rhythm, gonna fizz em with the shock/
im f-ckin em up and comin and choppin and breakin em up and makin em stop/
takin the mic, a bit a venom, makin it right, it’s time to chop/

ak-47 in your motherf-ckin mouth/
better pray to god, that i spare, dont pout/
and im pulling out your hair, with the eyes in your mouth/
better learn, how to serve, with a verse, imma shout/

talking all this sh-t then you freeze in person/
you dont wanna bit of these fists, i am certain/
run up and assist, make em p-ss, closing curtains/
fill em with this d-ck, im the sh-t, you were hurtin/

beating up the track, like a motherf-cking m-st-rbator/
gonna come murder every hater, that’ll happen later/
f-ckin all the p-ssy and im flowing like a goddest/
ain’t n0body really want it, im the motherf-ckin captivator/

- n frost

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