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letra de lethal weapon - psycho drama

yung buk
oh yes i’m lethal
i make my sh-t equal to no one
like shogun i blow one
i don’t rap i flow son
you cain’t f-ck wit my criteria
cuz in my high school cafeteria
i’m known as superior
but now i rock stages
i used to rock the cover of books
but now i open’em up and rock them pages
m-ssive dope sh-t i drop and brother’s not comprehendin
that’s why this n-gga raps like it ain’t no endin
no brother can two upon the one
cuz i’m the n-gga who recked the chi
and locked it up when i was done
you wanna funky rhyme you ain’t gotta force me
a young n-gga droppin sh-t like a horse g
i take your crew and wipe’em like mildew
and as for you i got a cl-ss that slaughter too
you can sit your -ss down and learn the bits of this psychodrama sh-t
that you cain’t f-ck wit
correct so when i inject all you b-tches keep steppin
cuz i’m a lethal weapon

chorus: yung buk, newsense
as lethal as i’m flexin
n-ggas still talkin bout who dat? (who dat?)
so the next time i bust a cap
it’ll be on you black
as lethal as i’m flexin
n-ggas still talkin bout who dat? (who dat?)
so the next time i bust a cap
it’ll be on you black
we gettin that motherf-cker
psychodrama, too much for the industry to handle
psychodrama, too much for the industry to handle
psychodrama, too much for the industry to handle

verse two:
i’m versatile wit my style
this juvenile can come harder
and kick some wicked sh-t as fat as nell carter
when i flow my rhymes grow like a embryo
still fa sho and then come back like your feenin’ hoe
you wonderin who’s the best
some punk might say maybe me
but when i flex i’m drastic like casualty
i’m straight underground
no n-gga can take mine
f-ck a b-tch man i’m sleepin wit a tech nine
i bury a body and break a b-tches back
cuz you’s a sad -ss
you sissy soft sucker i’m a bad -ss n-ggaro
and i figured yo you cain’t hang wit my mental slang
h-ll yeah i shoot that motherf-ckin thang
i’m hard as f-ck so motherf-ckers disbelieve
and got mo’ hoes than santa claus on christmas eve
you can not f-ck wit me your homie will say yes he’s right
i’ll take your rep, your b-tch, you’ll flip from me like jesse white
and love ya tender
i bend a body like a fender
and to them b-tches front to back ain’t no surrender
here never

chorus 2x

verse 3:
any and every punk b-tch thats fake
i leave’em soggy like corn flakes
motherf-ckers try and die wrapped to your brainwave
b-tch itty itty bang bang
sh-t static dismissed n-ggaro
f-ck yourself up because you f-ckin wit this ill sh-t
i won’t blow you a kiss i punch in your f-ckin mouth b-tch
n-gga just chill or catch the steal fist
now when i says i’m a yung buk
don’t get an idea n-gga f-ckin
that you can come and f-ck wit this here
the sh-t that i kick ain’t simple
a n-gga layin in the river dead wit his d-ck drilled in his temple
i guess that’s how it’s gotta be
n-ggas jumpin up and gettin they -ss played like the lottery
dialog fonky punk you fail to realize
diggin through your crackerjacks and sh-t try to find the prize
but ain’t no prize fool
yeah you can get your -ss bucked by a n-gga fresh outta high school
wit dialog to k!ll you like a hog
chase you like a dog
slit your throat and drink your blood like egg nog
and thats a still

psychodrama, yeah that other sh-t
recognize b-tch
chitown, chitown

chorus 2x

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