letra de new era - perfect hand crew
[verse 1: tasty took]
it’s tasty, what did you expect?
it’s me again pr-ck, show me respect
bad b-tch, i wanna a bl-w j-b and a big steak
no p-ss take, so add a cheesecake
wake and bake, get some flakes
take a milkshake, shake it don’t wait
switch from french to english when i operate
don’t be foolish, man be concentrate
what’s that face? are you constipate?
took in the place, i’m a heavyweight
don’t talk, don’t hesitate
tell a man straight you’re fake, i’m great, don’t hate
i do this thing for years
i know how to roll spliffs and drink beers
i make your girl wet, drink it clear
i’m turnin’ your dream into a nightmare
i’m a french musketeer fightin’ ninjas
come if u dare i’m sick like cancer
who’s tasty? you know the answer
how can u scare me? when i scare ya
them man know that i spit the truth
you know wagwan when i’m in the booth
im a french chef so i feed the youth
punch in your face, man you lose a tooth
im a
french rapper, fresh spitter, moneymaker
tasty like pasta, like cheese, like ganja
blud i need a rizla
if i don’t find one, man i burn ya
[hook]
what are you gonna say
what are you gonna do
it’s too late to pray
too early to move
guess what, guess what, guess who
it’s my perfect hand crew
then my perfect hand slew
you you don’t know what to do
[verse 2: billy]
your phobia
deep in your mind, i’m your phobia
you dream, you’re the boss, you’re a soldier
but nothing you can do will be savin’ ya
i’m the phobia
people think i’m the godzilla
ready or not, leave the area
coz ain’t n0body to rescue ya
you diggin’ the vibe
you dipped in iron
you chill in the night
while my sh-t is going viral
i’m the dark in the light, i’m turnin’ your thoughts suicidal
well you know i’m right inside and outside, i’m out and high when i’m grabbin’ the mic
grabbin’ the mic
you know i’m high when i’m grabbin’ the mic
lose myself when i’m rapin’ the track
its rap grime trap when i’m grabbin’ the mic
when i’m grabbin’ the mic
burn up the crowd when i’m grabbin’ the mic
i get in your brains, i’m tearing them out
i puke on your swag when i’m grabbin’ the mic
it’s your phobia
comin’ back and i’m foolin’ ya
billy bolt crack and he’s bullyin’ ya
you won’t believe your eyes, i’m your phobia
even gloria, won’t survive to this korean
min jeong tchaki in the belly
and now billy’s your main phobia
[hook]
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- letra de over - yung prh
- letra de feel like makin' love - bob james
- letra de i want to fly - mehak singh
- letra de bad news - current swell
- letra de lost control - a flock of seagulls
- letra de 3am shit - super dee tha kid
- letra de violet - the coup
- letra de strain your memory - the menzingers
- letra de because we're young (b.w.y) - j.a.y.j & feint ink