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letra de edadiik - prophetz of the sound

[verse 1: blacksmith]
i was born as a crack baby to a fat black lady
i act half crazy when i spit you’ll catch rabies
me and my crew light up some stick trees
and go in like a pregnant b-tch at mickey d’s
if you got something to say put your lips where my d-ck is at
while i kick a rap that hits you harder than a whiff of crack
dope fiends withdrew when they heard us
to find compet-tion i would have to look the word up
scrambled thoughts form as the beat keeps going
and spit hard lines to get tvs stolen
fiends broke in your house started chocking you out
drank your kool aid and f-cked your b-tch over the couch
these rappers mad cause i get under their skin like melanin
but if you a felon and selling crack why you telling than
life’s a b-tch and i keep mine in check
your b-tch is looking bad showing signs of neglect
so pots that’s my motherf-cking cl!ck
and if you don’t like it you can suck a motherf-cking…

[verse 2: nomel]
let me introduce you to the dude who performing lyrical voodoo
on the microphone
leave his mic alone
he ain’t stutter like sylvester but might rock you like stallone
if you’re separating leagues than we in one of our own
if you want to talk about it we could get into the story
of the level headed rebel walking with the essence of a warrior
developing the formula then on the mic he tore it up
no warning ya
and you better hope that we on the same team
cause no matter what pots sk!ll is still iller than gang green
plain seen by all who bothered to observe
how observed the fact that an mc would remain vain
on a track to obtain fame
when i get on a track man it gets simple and plain slain
my state of brain insane
but i maintain the same ill flow
he’ll go off topic
talking about back in the days when we was learning how to rock it
it took time and patience to perfect the flow
but that’s just how anything else go
you gotta practice to learn how to work it
and practice makes perfect

[verse 3: eazy eeb]
last night i dreamt i was getting my d-ck sucked by a sick duck
sneezing lip stick all over my big nuts while i drove a pink truck
so i smacked it off then i jacked it off
cause if i walked with a b-n-r it’d be like walking with a log
i rap with a purpose like we swimming in water
yall stink yall hard wood but i’ll turn your -ss into saw dust
homerun you a goner
f-ck chivalry and honor
cause homie i’m the law and your b-tch is the order
yea my name is eazy eeb and you know i still go in
ain’t n0body got the minerals to f-ck with my vitamins
that’s why i’m driving down the highway drunk as f-ck again
after downing a fifth of gin inside someone’s stolen benz
bring it to a chop shop and cash out on the f-cking rims
that’s how we make money in the state of michigan
where we don’t need a reason to steal your b-tch again
what you mean, yea i got a knife but i swear i won’t stab your back my friend
psych

[verse: dewopa]
is the gl-ss half empty or is it half full
f-ck a gl-ss give me half a swisher and a couple pulls
and i’ll be flying like mj when he played for the bulls
while other rappers softer than a pillow stuffed with lambs wool
so better move your hand because i ain’t giving you some dap
f-ck all you corny rappers with your dumb rap
i should engrave my lyrics on your head with a thumbtack
as a reminder for you to never ever again come whack
cause i’ve been nice since the days of thunder cats
running through more trees than lumberjacks
you hating you can eat a hundred sacks
man i promise that you don’t want next at bat
you fat rat’s -ss crack
cause your punchlines do as muck damage as an armless fighter
and your mom must be a pepper because my peter piped her
and yall look stupid talking about you would murder
if life was a movie yall would work at good burger
can i take your order
f-ck out of here you f-cking queer

[outro]
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