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letra de onmyoldschoolshit - s god

[verse: s god]
i take this world and smite you, vampire, don’t make me bite you
talent in a surplus, i’m p-ssin’ up all your idols
right hook knock ’em out, say f-ck what they talkin’ ’bout
if it ain’t ’bout the profit i ain’t talkin’, i’m walkin’ out
best believe i’m ridin’ with the devil on my shoulder
$15,000 b-tch, i ain’t showin’ up for lower
0 to 100 with the mood, i’m bipolar
earnin’ 10k a day since your boy was in a stroller
i ain’t even gone lie, the compet-tion makes me bored
’cause they ain’t even half as good as what i got in store
never the less, better strap on a vest
load up a clip, in a gat you invest
music is sh-t and you do not impress
pockets on empty so you cannot flex
talkin’ that sh-t showin’ off to your friends
keep with that talkin’ your life gonna end
run in your house put a shot to your head
run out the back and i’m hopin’ the fence
i rip your bottom jaw off the hinge
poison in your system through a 3 inch syringe
ultraviolet, cl-ssic status
k!llin’ sh-t, it’s out of habbit
mind is filled with rhymes and madness
love confessions of an actress
blinded vision, rosey gl-sses
house is full of hate and malice
salty tears fill up a chalice
wilted roses on a mattress
mob in the lobby it’s obvious you pose no threat to my godliness
chains on my body protected by hollowed tips
motherf-ck you and your two person audience
i don’t give a f-ck about pleasing the m-sses
imma dunk the compet-tion in a vat full of acid
disappear like magic if they askin’ what happened
hope i die at my peak so i don’t have to turn hasbeen
i look around and sh-t, i’m just so disappointed
how the f-ck the rap game get so f-ckin’ annoying?
all these no talent f-cks got my blood really boiling
’cause the sh-t they puttin’ out to the game is like poison
i’m the only antidote, sent here to save it
imma put the sh-t out that the people been cravin’
put my name in the game, imma f-ckin’ engrave it
they won’t notice my tsunami ’till the motherf-ckin’ wave hit
imma swing my f-ckin’ switchblade if you don’t let my sh-t play
lookin’ at the compet-tion, all of y’all are b-tch made
insane, my description
anarchy, my addiction
unstable, my condition
hard headed, i don’t listen
can’t tell me sh-t, i don’t wanna hear a word
i refuse to be grouped with the rest of the herd
get it from the source b-tch f-ck what you heard
in this race i refuse to be anything but first
get my clout up then i raise the price
diamonds be that glacier ice
you f-ckers hit a valley, i’m ascendin’ to the greater heights
only lavish may suffice
shooters make you history as soon as they arrive, we not playin’ nice
we the violent type
solvn’ problems with a clip in a nine
makin’ heartbeats of the enemies fall to flat line
ask what my religion is and i tell ’em cash signs
searchin’ for someone better, that’s some sh-t you can’t find
texas icon, d-ck like python, said she touch herself to my song
pretty motherf-cker, she wanna f-ck me with the lights on
there will never be another motherf-cker on the throne
cracked bones, shots thrown, aimin’ at your f-ckin’ dome

[outro: s god]
on my old school sh-t b-tch
on my old school sh-t b-tch
on my old school sh-t b-tch
on my old school sh-t b-tch
on my old school sh-t b-tch
on my old school sh-t b-tch
on my old school sh-t b-tch
on my old school sh-t b-tch

- s god

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