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letra de killa - raw b snatch

[verse 1]
don’t be a r-t-rd put ’em in a box like a cigar
a bunch of werewolves is what we are
they can go and smash like double j’s guitar
all my psycho mind’s been a whole bunch of ups and downs like a seesaw
got monsters rollin’ out when it’s time to k!ll
puttin’ hot slugs in their mouth now they shinin’ grill
and i’m for real i murder instrumentals
f-ck n-gga sad tunes never gettin’ sentimental
i’m a punchline rapper straight terminator
hot bars when writin’ the pencil burnin’ paper
if you don’t learn now you gon’ learn later
reel wolf records got the power like an alligator
this is dark rap hip hop’s undеrground
i’m a swamp back can you hear the thunder sound
it’s supposеd to stop, drop, and roll while you run around
oxygen fueling the fire you know that we burn the town
we run the town but we ain’t no athletes
rain game slang it’s a dookie when i slap your t–th
got a bunch of bad b-tches always down to f-ck
rappin’ mean lucky 13 have you had enough?
i rhyme tighter than some fresh braids
you can end up missin’ or endin’ up on the front page
i’m tryin’ to get big, get rich, and get a maid
never came, f-ck the police, i’m a renegade
[chorus]
you ain’t a k!lla
never get psycho
born and raised
you ain’t a k!lla

[verse 2]
from that 8-ball cl!ck when a big mall take for all of you female relatives
if i dig your chick then i’ll dig your b-tch naked pics
yeah i’ll show you the messages
really ready raw reckless reel wolf records representatives
bad to the bone break your skeleton
c-a-k do you really want to f with me?
i’ll have you tapping out no referee
baggy jeans and some timberlands
bombin’ with the hoodie when it’s cold i ain’t shiverin’
life ain’t all goody but my go-to’s twinklin’
brand new tee can’t wear em if they’re wrinklin’
out my castle y’all know what it stands for
i just want to talk i don’t know what you’re in for
cut it out like a chainsaw
you like a dried up stunt gettin’ wet son it ain’t hard
from the north where it’s cold but we used to do that
you pull your cannon out on me you best be usin’ that
you’re a b-tch imma abuse your status
i’ll feed your body to the pigs where the roosters at
i’m a giant climbin’ down from the beanstalk
rap heads wantin’ more of me when the beat stops
and yeah i rap about my city and the moon blocks
i been fresh like milleniums you out of reeboks
[chorus]
you ain’t a k!lla
never get psycho
born and raised
you ain’t a k!lla

- raw b snatch

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