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letra de boss lvl - na$ty nick

[verse 1]
the master of this sh-t laugh when you spit dash fast crash in your whip i thrash and i flip f-cking f-ggs back s-ssing and sh-t but it’s aight tho i might smite you psychos hype flow with the mic tho you nice nah nada trash n-gg-s met alotta you f-cking with the beast of this hakunah matata the rap version of grim reaper dressed up in prada i oughta slaughter the rap game’s stepfather i’m a pioneer step on my land you will be dying here i’m na$ty like your first time trying beer you lying queer spitting c-ke rhymes na$ty tote 9’s poke dimes broke spines i’m most gross like yolk slime n-gg- it’s the monster i go ghost and then i haunt ya and i’m shooting rocket lauchers and aiming them at ya conscious banging and hanging and slanging your gang n-gg- watch us be cautious cuz when you feel nauseous i’m sn-tching profits

[verse 2]
last name n-gg- and my first name stupid middle name -ss on the gr-ss where i’m trooping swoop to your stoop and looped ya hula hooping couping up with pcp and imma bring the group in n-gg- i am soup and a close relative to campbell you can’t sample i’m in your amp and stamped in trebles hopping like a trampoline with 5 springs left lives bring death then i slide through your clef with the same st–z as my f-cking n-gg- dennis harv and you n-gg-s finna sarve carved i diminished starved sp-ceship sw-nk and the tank on e the bank flanked on me the dank on g crushing all my sentences like addicts crush pills i’m tryna flush meals choke smoking dust k!lls l-st of plus and i rush cust l-st sk!lls nick bust squeals and the gats i thrust ill

[verse 3]
b-tch i’m that n-gg- you been looking for with a crooked sword hook it lookin wh-r- shopping at the cookie store my flow hot like pyro eating gyro lamb die slow you hot not so you playing my intellect will turn super saiyan on some occasions i’m hard to find like dumb asians i’m hot like the sun blazing amazing shocking and tazing you f-cking raisins leave you in a daze and hit you with all types of hazes the hole in your boat that will not let you float use your skin for a jacket let your son pet the coat nick set the most death at the coast burning n-gg-s i need extra toast n-gg- let them roast they said blood thicker than water my n-gg- rap the ink in my pen is much thicker than that so all my friends gather round lemme give you some dap with a knife in my hand bout to stab you in the back

[verse 4]
met the holy god’s of the rap after life went to a show and ask to christ please p-ss the mic dash the hype i ran fast to grasp it tight blast the right dash the raps them cats like palm springs incognito broad cuz yall vito you all small mosquitoes all on my needles i’m not a match yo cats try to aaaahhh f-ck it

- naty nick

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