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letra de triple kickflip - nick xl

[verse 1: nick xl]
i grip the mic like a pistol and set it off like a missile
apartment is silent hill when i’m scribbling with a pencil
the way these rappers talk, it’s like they’re all on their menstrual
and what it cost ain’t worth effort, gettin’ caught in my bristles
i’m f-ckin’ awesome, every song i make is played on repeat
like when i’m takin’ a pee or i’m berating my meat
i hit up satan, made some dinner plans and looked at his stats
i said, “b-tch, you gonna have to get k!ll more hookers than that”
i’m michael rooker gettin’ cooked, that should be looked as a fact
and if my look ain’t got you shook, let’s hit the woods for a chat
b-tch, i’m jake long, you brandi and mr. whiskers
i’ll smack it like akon then i’ll tag it like david fincher
this is the force awakens directed by rob zombie
i ain’t put in your playlist, get bladed like jon moxley
i’m better than rap, i’ll spit a 16 in klingon
and still rip it cleaner than these memers for the teen moms

[chorus: nick xl]
if you ain’t stayin’, get lost then
game face, middle layer still softened
the day it ain’t and you don’t let loss in
do a triple kick flip in my coffin

[verse 2: inhansed]
the minute i kick it, you b-tches better be livid
i’m a better revision of slim and i’ma be spittin’
live from the pine box, just watch, i’ma be like tony hawk
ollie out my eulogy and rappin’ while my mom watch
l-sty burger, big sh-t, nudist boy, pimp sh-t
got your b-tch d-ck whipped and she ain’t take the d-ck yet
get her on like yip yip, appa on that sl!ck sh-t
busted fast, she hate my raps and i’ma little b-tch sh-t
i don’t even know how i’m suppose to be rappin’
every flow that i done chose got me snorin’ and laughin’
crunky even knows, he always tell me with passion
that i need to wake it up if the sh-t’s gotta happen
but i gotta keep it dope on all the tracks that i’m spittin’
so i always keep a rope inside the lab or the kitchen
and every rap that been i wrote is like a note for the children
so if it’s dope, around my throat, it ain’t just tracks that i’m k!llin’

[chorus: nick xl]
if you ain’t stayin’, get lost then
game face, middle layer still softened
the day it ain’t and you don’t let loss in
do a triple kick flip in my coffin

[verse 3: nick xl]
f-ckin with me, you’ll get filed out with a phillips
flow is on tony stark, but i’m livin’ like i’m trev philips
i’m sick of these backpackers, they always look for the realest
but faker then who they hate, know they never gon’ learn what ill is
i been the g.o.a.t. since i sold my soul down in minnesota
balance out my demons with too cute and a bit of yoga
you actin’ goofy, you think i’ma keep it holstered
you got “sorry” in your throat, let me reap your soul, then the sh-t is kosher
’til i’m in the ground, put it down like it’s epstein
cappin’ motherf-cker with the set on my head piece
i hit the stage, fully nude on a bent knee
and start to spit triple x until a b-tch is like “check, please”
go pound for pound with me? doubt it, b-tch, i been ostracized
what you put out? ain’t about it, sound like an ostrich died
all of these fossils keep talkin’ like they still run the line
until i pushed ’em off it and watched ’em drop from a mountain high

[chorus: nick xl]
if you ain’t stayin’, get lost then
game face, middle layer still softened
the day it ain’t and you don’t let loss in
do a triple kick flip in my coffin

- nick xl

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