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letra de shot to the dome - realgideon

{intro: bard}
yo gideon, we gon’ k!ll this beat bruh
let’s get it

{verse 1: bard}
came up in the game in a recoil
like we’re not ready for a war up against the 2 best spitters in the game so far
better close your door
knock knock, whos there?
i’m really kinda crazy better put me up in the electric chair
10,000 volts to the brain
really kinda loving how they pumping the beats through my headphones, going insane
better watch out for me, i’m jack the ripper k!lling all the beats with a machete, bowie knife, and a guillotine
yeah that’s me
dropping all the bodies
like 2 or 3 dozen apiece
got chains ’round your neck, say your icy
boutta just padlock em’ so they’re not going free
stepping up to the line, yall think it is a free-throw?
no, this a firing squad with a shot to the dome
like i said, dropping bodies
you already know i’m just k!lling all the flows and i’m breaking all the bones
i tie ropes ’round the necks, and i’m tightrope on my tip-toes, and i’m invisible like a rap-ghost
i don’t wear nice shoes, i just go on stage and rap wearing new-balance, so what you tryna prove?
every bar i write’s exclusive
i’m watching every single {?}, so they can’t fool this
all these rappers flexing that they shooting people in the streets
but i’m shooting all the rappers and the sucka-mc’s
this stuff’s a breeze
i’m not even flexing my abilities
me and rg gonna k!ll the beat, were true mc’s
put us in a line with tech n9ne, biggie, joyner, 2pac, kendrick, shady
were crazy
throwback to “altar call”, man that record was garbage
tried to give em’ food to eat, but my bars were all starving
wish that i could burn it all down like its -rs-n
ripping {?}, so i’m starting over
don’t need people wishing me luck like a four-leaf-clover
{verse 2: realgideon}
me and bard, spitting flames
didn’t change, still the same
hold up wait
i feel enraged cause they’re in the game, while i’m in the rain
i took a plane, yeah i took a leap, got nothing to lose, i can’t get defeated
put me on the map, all the rappers get deleted
i’m an elitist, don’t pretend to see this uh
i spent a couple months working my craft
i spent a couple months working on raps
just so my tracks could start to run laps
i can spit fast, i can spit facts
i just work hard, hit it with bard like a simpson
yeah, i’m the illest, what are the symptoms?
breaking the system
dropping the victims
not for the incomes
not for opinions
not for the women
call me a villain
i’m in the building making a million
not cash though, i’m talking ’bout lyrics, yeah
yeah
i’m talking bout lyrics, yeah, yeah
this sh-t is serious yeah, yeah
call me the realest, yeah, yeah
talking bout gideon yeah, yeah

- realgideon

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