a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

letra de d.t.o. - razor (usa)

[chorus: tha roka & sin rip]
we the demons of your nightmares giving you night terrors
focus all the hate, k!ll the bait, k!ll you right there
no love for the opps, we want them dead (bl–dy red)
catch bats to the head, we want them dead (bl–dy red)
we the demons of your nightmares giving you night terrors
focus all the hate, k!ll the bait, k!ll you right there
no love for the opps, we want them dead (bl–dy red)
catch bats to the head, we want them dеad (bl–dy red)

[verse 1: sin rip]
my moms told me as a kid to k!ll ’em with kindnеss
nah! i’d rather k!ll ’em with this violence
sin is here ’til his homie’s f-ckin’ eyeless
join the rest of that body like a known liking
you f-ck with me, i’ma f-ck with you
bodies stacked in the yard your crew
running through silent violent piling kamikaze and join the view
got a grudge against you all when the reaper calls at nightfall you get scared raw
just know you at the end of the lane
and there’s a lot of force of hate to see you to the gate
uhh! my uncle told me never let a n-gga show you up
my uncle told me how to snuff a n-gga high on dust
you must understand i was born with a rusty blade in my hand
and seen you homeboy without that thing that label you a man
my name goes a long way in this game, known for smacking sucking n-ggas with no shame, it’s a snuff game
we got soldiers in every region, the damage is leaking, bleeding
i’ma say it one more time, don’t cross me
[chorus: tha roka & sin rip]
we the demons of your nightmares giving you night terrors
focus all the hate, k!ll the bait, k!ll you right there
no love for the opps, we want them dead (bl–dy red)
catch bats to the head, we want them dead (bl–dy red)
we the demons of your nightmares giving you night terrors
focus all the hate, k!ll the bait, k!ll you right there
no love for the opps, we want them dead (bl–dy red)
catch bats to the head, we want them dead (bl–dy red)

[verse 2: tha roka]
i learn many years ago you opps are just an obstacle
shove him in the freezer, now he’s just a popsicle
you little motherf-ckers thinking that it’s possible
no! i smell blood, eyes red, i’m unstoppable
a demon to the core composin’ brutal gore
legend, i k!ll the last unicorn, remove his h-rn
i’m torn between my past and many psychos
brains in a blender with my hands on a rifle
shots fired, you can hear it from the eiffel
we call the horror you can share it on your iphone
a vicious cyclone, t–th that’ll slice bone
haters run like kobe stroll, roka am i a psycho?
the opposition left butchered with their face sliced
my life is poison and it just don’t f-ckin’ taste right
haters slither, i survived many snake bites
if you want to die, razor’s here to f-ckin’ take lives
[chorus: tha roka & sin rip]
we the demons of your nightmares giving you night terrors
focus all the hate, k!ll the bait, k!ll you right there
no love for the opps, we want them dead (bl–dy red)
catch bats to the head, we want them dead (bl–dy red)
we the demons of your nightmares giving you night terrors
focus all the hate, k!ll the bait, k!ll you right there
no love for the opps, we want them dead (bl–dy red)
catch bats to the head, we want them dead (bl–dy red)

- razor usa

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS