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letra de the return of the king - robert martino

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[intro]

check, yo
from the f-cking dungeons of rap
lets go

yeah, check, yo
smoking bones in

[verse]

yo, i’m smoking bones in thrones all cats with tall tones
f-ck morelli i’m here to take the brooklyn throne

i want nothing less than 50,000 diamonds
you hear that baby? hit me up the kid is finally shining

orion, the belt like icarus i’m half dead
i’ve been hustling since hustling was in-ven-ted

at 16 i murdered everyone on the block
and left their bodies so f-cked up death couldn’t knock

i stock, 16 rugers and the cash led
i’m sorry kid your lyricisms been infested
it’s the young strong crazy mother f-cker
here to k!ll the game like i murder mother f-ckers

moms from the city, “do you know what that means?”
i’m rapping with the heart of brooklyn, boston, and queens

you could never touch me on the track i’m on another level
bars so hot i made a b-tch out of the f-cking devil

you can’t touch me, i’m in another league
i put the d-ck inside of b-tches money and greed

i was born to succeed, never back down from a fight
so f-ck it man i’ll take you right here lets go dark night

half these rappers in the game are just sudafed
it’s you instead, take the only shot, i do the dead

you can’t see it but i’m the last surviving option
it’s hip-hop and these clowns are getting murdered outta boston

so f-ck your record labels, f-ck all the deals
when i’ll die i’ll be with 2pac, ya’ll be suge in the hills

while you sat there being stupid talking about all the grills
i was practicing overnights working honing my sk!lls
i made every single diamond in my chain going link to link
it’s al capone, i keep my b-tch dressed all pink

all mink, i’m taking thousands of bills
i be posted with my boys when i’m racking up k!lls

i’ll be the best white, mother f-cking kid to ever touch the mic
and then you tell me who can’t make it, i k!ll every night

black and white, lyric fisticuff, i start the fight
the day that i was born i knew that rap was my preemptive right

so now you get it don’t you?
i was sleeping in this vessel and now it’s time that i provoke you

i’m a demon from a far away land
i k!ll mother f-ckers like you for breakfast, all-ameri-can

in other words i’m talking all straight untouched
desinger suits i’m making beats in the back of the bus

i’m spending two thou, haters all making a fuss
shawty on my d-ck and she ride it till i start to bust

in other words you know i’m lyrically inadequate
diamonds all vernacular-lit, i’ll bust up in your wig piece
b-tches like “sig-freeze”, i pop the mac-11
while you loading up the tec-9, f-ck yours, all mine

raps mother f-cking best, a real problem child
i’ll slit your mother f-cking throat, shawty x-file

so vile, i’ll put you mother f-ckers in a pile
and laugh while i gun you down escalator style

the true mark of an mc, f-ck you don’t test me
i’m ten steps of the game, dizzy gillespie

born on the shy, like i lay l’s like i was born to hoop
nikes on my feet, so you know that i was born to shoot

a f-cking monster i lay waste when i lace the facade
rap just like the wu-tang clan had s-x with an immortal god

if your not ready to fight the big king
get the f-ck out of my face i’m going out just like i’m dr. king

- robert martino

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