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letra de the underworld (cold north remix) - reel wolf

[verse 1: klee magor]
yo, i might shame ya, the mic gangster
team magor internationally known and pr-ne to incite anger
over hype bangers i got the right answers to all the wrong questions
and if you don’t listen you get your dome pressed in, homes it’ll be a short lesson
prepare you for the underworld just like a mortician
point the scope vision to your throat section, ain’t no hope
sentence you to crucifixion, no resurrection

[verse 2: swann]
hey yo, i came from beneath these grimy streets, capital tdot
king of the city, best believe i got my own shot
a magnet to the metal attacking your temples
in this underworld we leaving no witnesses for example
in the shadows where i roam, emerging from the depths of purgatory
split you with my sickle, show you the meaning of guts and glory
don’t underestimate surgical with this pen
f-ck with me, it’s guaranteed that i’m taking your last breath
[verse 3: methadist]
i’m coming from the underground, you hear that thunder sound?
duckin’ down, chuck around some f-cking clowns when i come around
i comin’ from the dot, we goin’ to the top like i throw my double ends when i’m in your town
hey yo, they say that ninja’s cold (word)
frozen stiff and won’t fold, mine’s on attack mode
they’ll never know what hit ’em
hidden in the shadows, we battle with a high metabolism like

[verse 4: d brown]
you ready to die ’cause now you looking death in the eye
there’s a thousand ways to die but d got one in mind
yo i see ’em then i drop ’em, yeah, my bullets they can’t stop ’em
bodies droppin’ so much heat’s with a seasoned one side of ’em
i be dancing in the blood they screamin’ who shot ’em
yo i stick to the script ’cause with money there’s more problems
these p-ssy n-ggas talkin’ bout they gon’ lay me down
i bust shots, knees buckle down, don’t f-ck with brown

[verse 5: j nyce]
we ’bout the fire, i’m looking to start a riot
you chokin’ and tookin’ tired, i’m croakin’, so come expired haters
you want to f-ck with fame? come and try to rush the stage
you crush the frame, hundred fans push you while they cut your face
who down with psych ward? music gon’ get my life ward
a light source in these dark days it’s like war
try for heads up ‘fore it gets sliced off
thrown to the front row, i’m back with your lights off
[verse 6: seen b]
we at the cold territory, you have it, then show me
or else i’ll be demandin’ your cash and you owe me
don’t ask if i’m lonely, these demons are my homies
we schemin’ to invest you in this deal with the unholy
destroy and rebuild, i’m employed by the real
wolf in the wood, we’ll steal for our meals
the weapons i conceal give you seconds to reveal
want the money or your life? motherf-cker make a deal

[verse 7: j reno]
i’m at peace with the violence, bringing our war to the tyrants
the flow sick as a virus, control the underworld like old sirens
among the mindless with goliath giants with the rhyming
you mere peasants in the presence of the livest
i been defiant with a rhyme style that’s timeless
you don’t stand for nothing, no backbone, you spineless
the wolfpack move in silence, evade the sirens
’cause rats help one time with the murder they providing

[verse 8: veeko caine]
i’m always reppin’ the dopest latin american
risin’ up from the underworld damaging my competitors
real k!llers moving in silence with criminals bringing the violence
been taking over this rap sh-t, got it down to a science
i’m better, my flow is relevant, venomous when i spit it
with negligence to my nemesis, my bullets are never prejudiced
more penicillin from my writing pad, always ill and
burn ’em like waco, veeko waste ’em like a mass k!lling
[verse 9: shallow pockets]
my speeches classic, keep you hushed like librarians
melt like acid in the cut like caesareans
meet my scary friends, they luciferians
buried in aquariums, just wait and see the very end
my k!ller assault turn you to pillars of salt
known for k!lling adults the illest in the village of cults
rattling battlefields, radioactive
my mind’s like shattered steel, hold your cranium captive

[verse 10: suspect]
kick in the door waving the four four
reel wolves roll in packs and we hungry for more
better than y’all suspect peddling raw
catch you talking to jakes, yo, we settle the score
the underworld where mcs form an alliance
tyrants’ first vocabulary is violent, violent on the record
we know you’re f-cking lying so pull back the hammer on the iron

[verse 11: kid fade]
full of the money soon parted and you look r-t-rded (stupid!)
you can’t afford it, i’m a war and i want to record it
your stories just one of them all is f-cking horrid
so go perform it, you get twenty f-cking dollars
and my only focus to move you open like a locomotive
doorman open your head like a doorman
slam it and the door done jam, angry as an old man
yeah i’m doing it all down, these walls programmed

[verse 12: mr erbie]
i’m the motherf-cking ill, i k!ll to aim, shots better hit
it’s murderous, get your f-cking necks slit
the underworld, a bottomless death pit
nose divin’ off a f-cking bridge get your f-cking brain hit
scared stiff walking with the cold chicks little b-tch
chillin’ on a ghost ship, felt a few f-cks in this b-tch
world’s oceans, it’s real when the wolves attack
am i canadian lumberjack, a motherf-cking maniac

- reel wolf

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