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letra de hip hop till the guns come out - poetik suspekt

[intro: poetik]
cl!ck, clack, cl!ck

[verse: poetik]
i’mma be the one to set it off like it’s ’bout that time
sharper with the rhyme, i can stick that spine
you might be nice on the mic but ain’t sl!ck like mine
i’m murderous like [sedam?] with a thick-ass dime
you coward m-th-f-cka, i’m ’bout to cut you [?]
so off like a b-tch who ain’t earned his stripes
to get back to the block like a virgin dyk-
wanna bargain but can’t afford the merchandise, sh-t
go get a loan, b-tch, i be on my throne chillin’
it’s the [?], i’m the microphone k!ller
murkin’ the masses, none shall pass
i trip ’em out like i’m acid, overdosed they ass
leave ’em smokin’ like a pyrex, hot venom
outspoken with the dialect, take caution
never diss the suspekt, in this rappin’ i’m fluent
the hamo head master, you only the student
i can’t even shake with yo’ blunt-ass rhymes
who the h-ll you foolin’ with your bullsh-t lines?
we look the same but you faked the flow
i be workin’ in the fields, you a house negro (i)
685, boy, you better respect
sharpen up a toothbrush and leave it stuck in your neck
apia to the death, that’s real sh-t (c’mon)
earl sweatshirt, the queer b-tch
man, f-ck your mixtape and yo wack-ass style
your mama sent you out here ’cause she don’t love a child
i don’t blame it, you should’ve been a load on her stomach
heard your pops walked out like that n-gga [?] comin’
any rapper tryna diss samoa could get murked up in the second, left dead on the floor
watch your mouth though, uce, i might just run in your house
like hey, it’s hip hop till the guns come out (ah)

[hook: poetik]
685, boy, you better respect
trouble up a tough person, leave you stuck in your neck
watch your mouth though, uce, i might just run in your house
like hey, it’s hip hop till the guns come out (ah)
685, boy, you better respect
trouble up a tough person, leave you stuck in your neck
watch your mouth though, uce, i might just run in your house
like hey, it’s hip hop till the guns come out (ah)
685, boy, you better respect
trouble up a tough person, leave you stuck in your neck
watch your mouth though, uce, i might just run in your house
like hey, it’s hip hop till the guns come out (ah)
685, boy, you better respect
trouble up a tough person, leave you stuck in your neck
watch your mouth though, uce, i might just run in your house
like hey, it’s (dj manny, check it, uh)

[outro: dj manny scratching]
line ’em up, what (check it)
uh, line ’em up, ’em up
what, what, what, what, what, what, uh, check it
what-what-what, ah

- poetik suspekt

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