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letra de outlandish - ro-b. z., zymic & cody wasabi

[verse 1: ro-b. z.]
yeah, like it looked into medusa’s eyes, i turn a snake into stone
then crush the head with my sole to fulfill a promise from the lord
i keep my circle closed, yet i keep my enemies close
so i can tempt their eve with my seed
a bed of cloth, where i sow
you know that in two ways, i’m a p-ssy k!lla
make you turn into an ambush like the glue gorilla
we rain h-ll upon your block, psych you to a pillar
to show the world why you never f-ck up with us
watching every move you make, we play chess in this rap gamе
and we aim to take the crown and makе the competition nameless
put this pen to this paper, make bars behind bars ‘till
we’re making numbers out our sayings, there be gematria in these pages
soon we finna splurge out in outlandish ways
so the thought of defeating us is an outlandish take
‘cause the moment we’re released to our blow up is a cause to celebrate
and we can’t let you in the party if you fashionably late

[pre-chorus: zymic, ro-b. z.]
you ain’t in the roster, i don’t take your offer
all i see is food, no lobster, i do it proper
every day, i’m going farther, you getting lost, bruh
every time, i’m going louder, while you is awkward
you ain’t in the roster, i don’t take your offer
all i see is food, no lobster, i do it proper
every day, i’m going farther, you getting lost, bruh
every time, i’m getting louder, while you is awkward
[chorus: zymic, with ro-b. z.]
we the champions, boy, you is outlandish
got my queen with me, and you know she going ham to this
boy, you been fake, hanging with the inmates
all of us is staying on deck like the grip tape
don’t disrespect, we coming for your neck
we don’t fall for tricks so you cannot finesse
go re-assess, you won’t be the best
you is not harsh, play you on go like ds

[verse 2: cody wasabi]
let’s get it shaking like samad cameraman
started off broke, but i’m gonna die with h-lla bands
rob’s beats banging harder than gangsters on gang land
bad b-tch blowing hard on my rod, you can tell she’s a true fan
feeling cooler than a hip new dance
wanna ride my wave, but you would die from the typhoon, man
not the devil, but you don’t wanna dance with me
all about my green like a vegan, but i’m still going ham on the beat
broke snooze b-tton, i refuse you to sleep
f-ck your opinion, boy, those words you can keep
even if you say something, i can’t understand you talking, anchovies’ meep
[?] and i took the leap, and still landed on my feet
you can’t win this war, i advise you to kneel in defeat
me, rob, and zymic the inmates you afraid to release
[pre-chorus: zymic, ro-b. z.]
you ain’t in the roster, i don’t take your offer
all i see is food, no lobster, i do it proper
every day, i’m going farther, you getting lost, bruh
every time, i’m going louder, while you is awkward
you ain’t in the roster, i don’t take your offer
all i see is food, no lobster, i do it proper
every day, i’m going farther, you getting lost, bruh
every time, i’m getting louder, while you is awkward

[chorus: zymic, with ro-b. z.]
we the champions, boy, you is outlandish
got my queen with me, and you know she going ham to this
boy, you been fake, hanging with the inmates
all of us is staying on deck like the grip tape
don’t disrespect, we coming for your neck
we don’t fall for tricks so you cannot finesse
go re-assess, you won’t be the best
you is not harsh, play you on go like ds

[verse 3: zymic]
yea, all you motherf-ckers talk a lot
i wonder if they ever coming close, ho, probably not
tryna show some love, but y’all love to only drop the cons
y’all just jumping on some crazy trains, stop taking ozzy’s spot
rare that i’m ever with another, so don’t ask for me
anybody dumb enough to go? that’s a tragedy
i’m just going and seeing where it takes me, there’s no strategy
i’m digging my own way in, ain’t n0body dug a path for me
lil boy, do not mention me ‘cause you is dead wrong
i be moving faster than that lil’ blue hedgehog
if you get to my heights, i’mma push you off that ledge, dawg
saying this is trash, boy, you must be off them meds, dawg
boy, i’ll be going green until i drop dead
watch man, watch out for them snakes and them copperheads
every single day, i just be dropping all this knowledge
y’all be out here blowing bags, but i’m ‘bout to stock bread
[outro: zymic]
what you’re saying is nothing important to me
i be in my lane, nonstop
y’all be bugging, tryna get up in my brain a lot
even when i get lost up in all the rain, i’ll dodge
when i’m stranded, y’all just standing
none of y’all wanna help me, y’all just abandon
all of y’all so outlandish

- ro b z zymic cody wasabi

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