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letra de l0b0 - park avenue

[produced by ab-soul]

[verse one: p-stunna]
black lip b-st-rd
the game has just been plastered
with my rhymes i mastered
my flow in time for disaster
when my lp drops it’ll end your career
ya’ll better steer clear
cause after three years i’m still here
even if i’m workin as a cashier
it’s just to install fear
into your brain
now this my campaign
to make you think i’m inferior
i’ll get into the interior
of your head
and rip your f-ckin mind right down to shreds
that’s terrorist threats
i ain’t even bust a sweat
and don’t forget
i have no regrets
not a blood nor a crip
no pistol grip
don’t mean i won’t snap you like a potato chip
what’s poppin clip

[verse two: tha clip]
what’s poppin p
you pop some p?
i possibly
be
poppin pistols up and down the block you see
dead bodies with great quant-ty
please give your applause to me
i’m here to make a mockery
of everyone that’s under me
like stunna, see
i joke around a little bit
i ain’t gon smoke a pound of hemp
i’m just gon make some smoke with all the fire that these bars causing
making sure that haters fail
that’s what i’m all about
your fans and your record sales
right around the same amount
in the game you benchin
i’m swinging like i’m fencing
and little did you know i bring the game out of depression
did i mention i’m a b-st-rd?
i’ll give you a black lip if you say something about my past, yuh heard?
lyrically mastered
with hate i am plastered
a step up to me, is nothing more than a step backward
why you no “comprehende”
get a bat, and hit you outta the park like i’m in fenway
red sox
that’s what i get after your murdering
cause i walk around the scene
and get stains from the blood, you see
i mean it to offend you
you better take offense, dude
i’ll throw you through a fence
while your friends are watching it too
i think you’re gonna need some meds soon
and after that event
probably some rest in bed too
don’t mess around again, cause see this what my revenge do
think about your allegiance, i’m the one that you should pledge to

[verse three: p-stunna]
pledge to clip? pledge to the whole psm camp
ots, dj spydar, hip-hop’s f-cking champs
wasn’t gonna do another verse but clip renegaded me
i’m a lyrical thug and, you just a negated g
meaning you did pack heat
til you got knocked off of yuh feet
from lyrics by ice-t
then you picked up the mic and claimed you an ex-con
i gave you less respect than mickey avalon
clip said he puts in soul, i put in my heart
i’m rappin simply cause, i enjoy making art
so my goal in hip-hop isn’t million dollar cars
i should work at the apple store cause i got g*nius bars
i flow
and no
i will not go
to the low
of you hoes
call me a f-ggot all you want, you can even throw
dirt
i’ll still wear this my little pony shirt
when livin the life dropped you thought us white boys was whack
so we took a little break but now the o-town spitters is back
clip can root for boston
til he’s six feet in a coffin
i support the marlins
worship the sun, like george carlin
get it?
lemme call your girlfriend, she wit it
my lyrics stab you in your wounds and hope it gets infected
nas said hip-hop was dead but it just got resurrected

- park avenue

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