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letra de benzos - ravage

[intro]
-laughter-

[verse 1: ravage]
f-ck n-gga switch, i ain’t talkin’ nintendo
glock with a switch, and it got, an extendo
rollin’ up that spliff, and i’m smoking on indo
scryptgang, posted up, serving up the benzos
i can’t f-ck with lame n-ggas so no we isn’t friends bro
do you get the memo?
cookin’ like a kettle
b-tch i keep the iron boy you know i keep the metal
boy i do not give a f-ck you know that i’m a rebel

[verse 2: $lani]
(aye, yuh, what?)
(yuh, yuh)
blood, spillin’ out my cup, with the hi-tech splash
pour this sh-t up for the pain, mix it up ‘n i relax
i been posted in the club, while i’m throwin’ all this cash
baby please, hold me down or i’ma do sum ratch’
gotta pour one out for my homies in the casket posted up wit’ scryptgang, so you know that i ain’t lacking and i’ll pistol whip a b-tch
if that b-tch gon’ get to yapping drive the benzo off a bridge
so that you can call me captain (what, aye)
(get it ‘cause like the water ‘n sh-t?)
[verse 3: caine]
n-gga i’m with scryptgang, we best not catch yo’ ass lacking
give that mic some sp-ce, boy you need to catch a break from rapping
qp for three hunnid i know you not ’round here f-cking taxing
chillin’ with the squad, can’t n0body get no type of dapping
with my n-ggas ride around, give cainedem his f-cking crown
smoking that’s another pound, square up brudda you ain’t down
all my drip coming from eco, san berdo it’s right downtown
calling up my phone lil’ hoe i told you not to play around
slap a n-gga in the mouth and he ain’t make a f-cking sound
i ain’t tryna f-ck on shorty why her panties stained with brown?
texting on yo’ phone lil’ bruh i suggest you stay in ya’ house
making so much money i just count it up and i lose count

[verse 4: aeqqt]
(aye, yuh, aye)
(aye, yuh)
why he try the gang?
if he know i keep that f-cking tool
crack open that n-gga’s jaw, made that n-gga f-cking drool
hit you with that heater and i show you what this blade do
1000 for my belt, and a 1000 for my wrist too
try us it get messy, in my bag a smith & wesson
i’m godlike because he blessed me, scryptgang, teach ya’ a lesson
seeing demons like a reverend, when i’m off the robitussin
h-lla n-ggas that been testin’ they gon’ meet my mac-11
i got 6 mag clips, that gon’ send you up to heaven
walk out the casino and i’m feelin’ lucky number 7, b-tch
[verse 5: evi foreign]
bro i wrote this sh-t like 5 minutes ago bro- i don’t- i don’t even know
-laughter-
know you feel my presence but you ain’t never gon’ say my name
i feel like a ghost boy, it feel like my last day
tossing guts up to the side and dumping bodies in the lake
watch the meadow fade to gray and lay you in the devil’s gaze
scryptgang, get buck, steady looking for the k!ll
death is dressed in all clothes, itching for the pain i yield
my new flesh is tingling, keep my precious faith concealed
but the hope is dwindling, know the armor boy will shield

[verse 6: stacycry]
(aye)
hoodrich, and these drugs foreign
left a dead cat, on your doorstep
you cried, when i went to get some more sh-t
i’m gone, in the woods, with a torch lit
never coming back you’ll never see me
put some tears, on this note, when you read me
used to never wanna have to be me
now i got my head inside this tv

- ravage

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