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letra de odin - obijuan

ayo, what up. to emcee’s shut up
bring a sword in your gun war and leave you cut up
whoops, ’but up’ for my blooder
we come from the gutter
saw sh-t that made me throw my gut up
hustle until the sun up to the get sum up
all the way from the winter and through the summer
my n-gga jumping on bricks like a plumber
he spit iller than me, but still prefer to be a drummer
run up and get one upped, the shorty screamed like a bee stung her
cryptic scripture. elixir mixture
glitch in the fixture
a goofy n-gga omitted from the picture
need to be richer than tony starks, lord
spark a log. heard barking narc dog
goddess loan a ear when the god talk
wavonomics all in you ipod
thou shalt not befriend a fraud!
big mahi mahi bend the rod
wave a palm and change the odds
gave the strange odor a waft

all opponents gone feast with odin
giving the creator what i owed him
a sabre tooth don’t live with a rodent
the simulation eternally loading
i recorded the verse before i wrote it
don’t need to speak on it, but note it
ain’t no reason for me to sugar coat it
either way, they simply won’t decode it
pump blew, we thought bomb exploded
the flood stirred a tsunami and i rode it
can’t communicate with a basic earthling
dna trace unearthing
we generated the wave they surfing
don’t fix it if it’s still working
god build a booth to go berserk in
observe the slum carpenter merchant
hammer crushing the skull of a serpent
forgive the imagery, but the queen slurping
bringing the fish up to the surface
throwing carcass over the furnace
the bank holding money make me nervous
a fee for the shipbuilder service
good dirt make the herb flourish
the hunter make sure the herd nourished
only the boss if your word encourage
a billion and one books in the storage
brick over brick. stonemason showmanship
ain’t no one faux on the bowman ship
shanty cacique your local n0bleman
these n-ggas t–th in me like a doberman
we leave the whole country smoldering

all opponents gone feast with odin
giving the creator what i owed him
a sabre tooth don’t live a rodent
the simulation eternally loading
i recorded the verse before i wrote it
don’t need to speak on it but note it
ain’t no reason for me to sugar coat it
either way they simply won’t decode it
pump blew we thought bomb exploded
the flood stirred a tsunami and i rode it

- obijuan

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