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letra de centre of the storm - roni size / reprazent

storm, storm, storm, storm, storm, storm, storm, storm

bless, this vision i sketch a war cry can’t rest
across frequencies east and west style
raw adrenaline, let’s tap the vein main line resistance, meditate maintain
raw to settle, the matter the cops scattered, our blood
lost so matter of fact no love lost
see me c-ck the steely
lock on mussolini’s ill logic on the minds of the flock
no line divides, violence and reason sold
this k!lling season is freezing souls, zero degrees and cold
there’s 41 reasons to blast back
no one, followed diallo to the grave..fade to black
while all my city is heavy
i drop elephant sh-t smeared the face of the
fascist priest’s pulpit
so to the mayor may i, say i, endorse the wholesale murder of your force of course
cause peace is a myth in new york
burning white rocks got caught
don’t choke, if ya smell smoke, (what?)
i dip my tongue in gunpowder and then i clear my throat
the aggravator, true sh-t spitter mobb like goodie
while my hoody hides my eyes
the critics rush me like
salman rushdie as i
enter the center of the storm with size
enter the center of the storm with size
enter the center of the storm

i toss pieces of my syllables like salt by a sumo
call me akibono akazuna, numero uno
puro mejicano my angle is i dangle styles for
the flock to follow
too deep for the shallow
superst-tious n-ggas that get played like a tarot
b-ss lines rattle and will shatter your bone marrow
blind and can’t see me, believe me stevie
no need to wonder how, monche became the pharaoh
tongue acrobatter, none
phatter, never narrow i shot the sheriff and
baretta and the sparrow got the gift like gab
rip your rib cage hollow funk the flame into your brain
matter with the sharpest arrows
the aggravator, true sh-t spitter
mobb like goodie while my hoody hides my eyes
the critics rush me like
salman rushdie as i
enter the center of the storm with size
enter the center of the storm with size
enter the center of the storm

bless the track, bless the track, (what? what? what?)
bless the track, bless the track, (what? what? what?)

from my mental sparks fly, why is do or die
5-0 got automatics, so why can’t i?
fly by fast like an -ss-ssin mashin’
soon we’ll see the beast reach for the sky
but for now i keep my mind sharp
we’ll be them bang this track in the park after dark
lips do flips never kicked fiction
2000 cl-ss summon now face the guns of brixton
break to face them, never check reality
on it with roni we devastate the scenery
aggravator, true sh-t spitter
mobb like goodie while my hoody hides my eyes
the critics rush me like
salman rushdie as i
enter the center of the storm with size
enter the center of the storm with size
enter the center of the storm

storm, storm, storm, storm, storm, storm, storm, storm
enter the center of the storm
storm, storm, storm, storm, storm, storm, storm, storm
storm, storm, storm, storm, storm, storm, storm, storm
storm, storm, storm, storm, storm, storm, storm, storm

our jurisdiction the world
our jurisdiction the world
our jurisdiction the world
our jurisdiction the world

bless, this vision i sketch a war cry can’t rest
across frequencies east and west style
raw adrenaline, let’s tap the vein
main line resistance, meditate maintain
raw to settle, the matter the cops scattered, our blood
lost so matter of fact no love lost
see me c-ck the steely lock on mussolini’s ill logic
on the minds of the flock no line divides, violence and
reason sold this k!lling season is freezing
souls, zero degrees and cold
there’s 41 reasons to blast back
no one, followed diallo to the grave..fade to black
while all my city is heavy i drop elephant sh-t
smeared the face of the fascist priest’s pulpit
so the mayor, may i, say i endorse the wholesale
murder of your force of course
cause peace is a myth in new york
burning white rocks got caught
don’t choke, if ya just smell smoke, (what?)
i dip my tongue in gunpowder and then i clear my throat
the aggravator, true sh-t spitter
mobb like goodie while my hoody hides my eyes
the critics rush me like, salman rushdie
as i
enter the center of the storm with size
enter the center of the storm with size
enter the center of the storm

storm, storm, storm, storm, storm, storm, storm, storm
storm, storm, storm, storm, storm, storm, storm, storm
storm, storm, storm, storm, storm, storm, storm, storm

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