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letra de bloodlines - randam luck

[verse 1: stadi majadi]
i really [?] my life like a slave for the price
50-50 on the dice, if he [?] my man vice
got possession with a knife a confession to christ
it’s like i’m hard headed never learn sh-t in my life
grab my b-lls like randy moss
deliver sh-t like santa claus with a chain and a jesus cross
i smack an mc to address the drama
pull a piece out, dude i eat like [?]

[verse 2: lucky]
[?] animal rap hitting the bas-m-nt
replacing these wack tracks polluting the [?]
i’m a matter of fact i see all things like free masons
[?] your little rusty razor blades like in prison
i’m living dormant deep within a cage like a hobbit
i post product ready for the war like gun profits
[?] prince [?]
with an apple in my palm and a firm grip [?]

[verse 3: randola]
yo elevate your mind with the rhymes that i’m kicking
some hood sh-t hear me out before you start dissing
we on a mission for cash ready to clash
i’m smashing the track attacking you wack rappers
call me randola when the mic is on hit the [?]
spit the song and eight bars that’s the type of sh-t we on
it’s the real hip-hop for the masses
[?] the trap ’em smackin your ass backwards
[scratched samples]

[verse 4: randola]
we throw it up for the west coast back to the basics
let’s face it randola living life in a matrix
amazing in this rap sh-t 33 degree
amazingly i crafted but y’all ain’t heard of me
cause my rhymes too graphic for them tv shows
that’s how it goes underground music n0body knows
keep it [?] for you thugs who be pushing em drugs
living life on the corner deadly dumping them sl-ts

[verse 5: lucky]
we [?] this sh-t like mozart straight from the heart
that’s my word you playing a ball [?] sh-t for the birds
straight barbarian, manhandle you cowards in my area
burry your ball frame in a graveyard in nigeria
i’m all that in a bag of chips [?] full of cash when i ride it like a game of rainbow 6
i slit through the shadows and equipped with c4 bricks
and blow these motherf-ckers faces all over this b-tch

[verse 6: stadi majadi]
commit treason turn a region into hunting season
like [?] i’ll shot your ass for no reason
i can’t believe i’m still f-cking breathing
dodging demons and [?] that sh-t on my freedom
make a crew think of [?] believing
[?]
[scratched samples]

- randam luck

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