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letra de dinner for two - rampage the misfit

[verse 1: rampage the misfit]

we out here eatin smoove…..

ayo, soon as the kick drops, the compet-tion kicks rocks
but n0body in my lane, i bring the pain to n-ggas like chris rock
when i’m blastin off, i’m aimin to rearrange a pig’s jaw
either that or getting brain from a dame who crave my d-cksauce
i’m not so far gone, but i’ve gone so far
you a oxy moron, a r-t-rd in a smart car
i know my bars sound raw, but f-ck all y’all!
i drop bombs if the law involved than i just call saul
i cook that crystal method, when i spit i’m like a livin legend
b-tches get impressed, spill they br–sts when they in my presence
ch-ch-check it, n-ggas get distressed when i lift the weapons
call the paramedics, get the stretcher when i dead the record
you done smoked too much canibus thinkin you can handle this
i went from a b-st-rd kid, to disastrous as cancer is
attack the track in the back of the lab makin cl-ssic hits
my fists accurate so it’s no accident you in the black abyss

[verse 2: jay smoove]

on the top of my game, motherf-ckers couldn’t pop with the flame
im stopping your fame while copping with an opulent aim
mask obscenity, sir sirhan, ask a kennedy
my flask amenity, cigar smoke, masculinity
hone the craft, spit the smoovest grooves to hit the phonograph
chop a clone in half obi wan pop a drone and laugh
one for the money, none for the hoes
none for the honeys, none for the bros
smack hoes give em a black rose, that’s how i mack those
while you pack prose in your sh-t, spitting your wack flows
think the boss cares? i see the cost fair
while you’re lost there in public enemy crosshairs
i’m on some other sh-t—highly glamorous
poly-amorous, yeah i want another b-tch
life’s a beer and a laugh. off the syrup and on
i haven’t coughed in a year and a half

[verse 3: rampage the misfit]

anybody testing my rage, or disrespecting the name
will get buried to the neck until they head gets swept by the wave
what can i say? my mental state a testament to the name
rampage the misfit the mothaf-ckin best in the game
born more than a man, i come from the lands of nazareth
my pen immaculate, bars in sanskrit back from the ashes
raisin havoc on the page until they closing the casket
rather be shunned for days than a controlled slave to the m-sses
ask mammyth who got the rarest sounds, the newest talk of the town
got the key to the city now watch how i lock it down
you the type to talk foul in front of crowds
’till chalk gets drawn around your pro-file
this pro-cess is never pro-found
b-tch i said it one time and this is the last, i’m liam neeson
give me a reason i got uppercuts for that -ss
rappers can’t compete, if you not my dog you a f-ckin flee
leave you dead in a busy street, i hear misery loves company

[verse 4: jay smoove]

pour my drink let it flow clean
they call me shot gl-sses call me moe green (x2)

whats the dilemma? bury me on the throne with the crown
all alone in the ground in a cemetery, free, boning around
pay me now, ima die the best, on top of sh-t
until they lay me down, opposite the sky to rest
im phil spector swilling chilled nector, in the mil sector
riding round like i just k!lled hector
ya mans trucing, plans turn you translucent with my hands deucing
the bands on your grands loosen off
the red red wines making head head lines
and it don’t stop like i never read red signs
f-ck with smoove and you get smacked to the red
im taking lunches college rappers taking punches to the back of the head
you get a verbal slappin, for talking out of where your gerbils trapped in
im tryna stack up what the herbals wrapped in. jay smoove

- rampage the misfit

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