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letra de destruction (hotv 2) - omeg@ redd

[intro: ty wild]
hand to the villain, boy, i’m aiming, yeah
hand to the villain, boy, i’m aiming, yeah
hand to the villain, boy, i pull up

[verse 1: ty wild]
downed tryna back that front
clown tryna act mad tough, lil’ man try bouncing it back, get sonned
p-ssy don’t pack no punch, but the punches he pack all puns about clapping them gats and drums
back to the clowns, y’all gassed over wack sh-t, punk, i’m a hazard, you slack, get slumped, ay
chop-chop
motherf-ckers finna slide like cha-cha
that’s two tech nines, and they bop-bop
got ’em bugging when their arms start to pop off
vanish their b-tch like tada
manic and sick, where the doc, dawg?
planning their end, armageddon – they dead, i’m jamming connects, no hot spot
whitebeard getting knocked off
i’m thе motherf-cking villain, cause a ruckus when i ridе
big bro done brought the burner, but i brush him off just fine
his pops crushing out, then blacking out, duck, and then i dive
my dawgs slide and catch you slipping, moving sluggish with my slime, b-tch

[chorus: omeg@ redd]
you ain’t got a snail chance, boy, they done let me out the ringer
you would think i’m king midas – all this gold up on my finger
i mix the candy with the oil, i’m tryna make sure that it linger
shooter with me, close your pipe, tryna knock the fly up off you whiskers
hand of the villain, boy i’m aiming for destruction
hand of the villain, boy i’m aiming for destruction
hand of the villain, yeah, i ain’t nothing to f-ck with
hand of the villain, boy i’m aiming (boy, i’m aiming)
[verse 2: omeg@ redd]
i vow to k!ll n-ggas, i swear on the code
right hand on your chick, and she giving black hole
love hand, a cracked phone, tryna shatter your skull
the awkward talk when i send her back home
tryna rectify
get wrecked, thinking you survive?
a ref with i ’cause records high
yami-yami your fleet – how i retain eyes, leave you unrecognized
throw the left punch, and i shatter the sky
now n-ggas say they see fault through my lines
a different cloth, i ain’t cut from the lies
yeah, run to twitter with the tears in your eyes
worse generation like huh, tell ’em i don’t give a f-ck
head down, i’ll be quiet
’cause if one of y’all say something sl!ck
then i’m finna f-ck all of y’all up
it’s them gura-gura forceps, four secs
put your goat in a vortex, oh yes
i got the abilities, when in vicinity
i could put darkness inside of your wh0re’s chest
who is you talking to?
it’ll get dark, when i spark, split the world in two
big body, black and red lightning – the way i spit at fools
there ain’t no keep it cool
[chorus: omeg@ redd]
you ain’t got a snail chance, boy, they done let me out the ringer
you would think i’m king midas – all this gold up on my finger
i mix the candy with the oil, i’m tryna make sure that it linger
shooter with me, close your pipe, tryna knock the fly up off you whiskers
hand of the villain, boy i’m aiming for destruction
hand of the villain, boy i’m aiming for destruction
hand of the villain, yeah, i ain’t nothing to f-ck with
hand of the villain, boy i’m aiming (boy, i’m aiming)

- omeg redd

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