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letra de rite - nina hope

[verse 1: nina hope]
mess it up, ’boutta start the show
nezuko – the name you already know
on my cami-cat – gonna ride this flow
sauce it up
i enter scene, and all them stare
kinda clean with all this flare
demon queen, you don’t compare
so go ahead, and say your prayer
never leave my brother, it don’t matter what you do
and i hope you took dance lessons ’cause i’m ’boutta drop some moves
heard you played with ouija boards, and now i’m onto you
it no matter what medium you use – i just get really huge
no crystal can protect you from the things i’m ’boutta do
i’ll grind thеm into dust, and might just do the same to you
and now you’re gonna quivеr ’cause, oh boy, you got no clue
from all the entities the chosen demon’s on your shoes
[interlude 1: nina hope]
now you choose to roll the dice, ha, how cute, so sure you can beat me now? think twice

[chorus: nina hope]
you think you can fight with an oni? hah
hope you got what it takes just to throw me? nah
all the gods that you pray to will agree i
will end your life in a bl–dy rite
you think you can fight with an oni? hah
hope you got what it takes just to throw me? nah
all the gods that you pray to will agree i
will end your life in a bl–dy rite

[verse 2: mir blackwell]
look, faced with a demon, and just bet i’m defacing you
i’m breaking out the cage, when i’m enraged bet i waste your crew
every arc i be slaying, man, my blood really blazing blue
i knock off your head, and get ahead of who made the crew
i’m a demon at heart, but my heart had a change of mood
loved ones – i done saved a few, so it’s hard to relate to you
i can’t harbor no hatred ’cause if my heart just goes vacant
i might just turn into satan too, it gets dark, then i make a move
i roll with three k!llers, spark it out
other homie – he be kinda stubborn, he can’t talk it out
third k!ller – that’s really my brother, and he put it on my mother
that these sins – we gon’ wash it out, and that’s the only thing we have to talk about
i don’t know what he pulled up on my mans for
put him in a box – that boy easier to transport
yung dewey stay up in his bag, but this ain’t jansports
homie wanna box, but i don’t think he got the hands for it, gang
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[interlude 2: nina hope]
you traded now to pay the price, ha, how cute, so sure you’d beat me now? think twice

- nina hope

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