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letra de r a v e n o u s - s p o i l s o f w a r

[bridge]
na na
nana na na
na na
nana na na
na na
na
nana na na
na na
nana na na
[chorus]
(oh, yea!)
people getting rowdy out here
(oh, yea!)
fun and games are ending all here
(oh, yea!)
man, i been hungry all year
feed me more
got my knife, got my fork
feed me more

(oh, yea!)
people getting rowdy out here
(oh, yea!)
fun and games are ending all here
(oh, yea!)
man, i been hungry all year
feed me more
got my knife, got my fork
feed me more

[verse 1]
i’ve been through h-ll
got out of the fire into the sk!llet
they wondering why and how i still k!ll it
i’m hurting their feelings
i ain’t have my fill
paid my dues, today i bill
ain’t no one else that’s keeping it trill
carve a mountain out a molehill
then throw bombs on it (huh!)
kaboooom!!
explode onto the scene, moving the continent
i’ll have my steak on tectonic plates
i’m hungry still
feed me more
more beats, more beef
no need, you see, to get yourselves into my cross hairs
take a back seat
you see, like you, i been driven
till i k!lled the devil, my chauffeur
took control of the wheel
don’t tell me about destiny
i write it, my blood as ink
i sink into depths yet unseen
by any lyricist
i’m in the domination business of things
ving-ving! it’s a chainsaw massacre
you feel?
[bridge]
na na
nana na na
na na
nana na na
na na
na
nana na na
na na
nana na na

[chorus]
(oh, yea!)
people getting rowdy out here
(oh, yea!)
fun and games are ending all here
(oh, yea!)
man, i been hungry all year
feed me more
got my knife, got my fork
feed me more

(oh, yea!)
people getting rowdy out here
(oh, yea!)
fun and games are ending all here
(oh, yea!)
man, i been hungry all year
feed me more
got my knife, got my fork
feed me more
[verse 2]
i been the one ain’t n0body wanna gamble on
something about my hand being very wrong
they were very wrong
i’m a sure bet like my lucille
this is more than a battle of sk!ll
it’s a battle of wits
the competition unarmed
no egg yolk, they scramble around
for a sacrificial lamb
thankfully, no animals were harmed in the making of this track
except for self-proclaimed goats
so called mc’s will toast
when i’m ghost
’cause in the land of the k!llers i’m cut-throat
if you don’t want no smoke
why get me stoked?
rock the boat and you will drown in these flows
and when it comes to convo about who the best to ever do this
i’m included in the conversation like “either/or”
you negus “neither/nor”
i cook up a storm with a pen and a pad
you’s a flash in the pan (no!)
flesh in the pan like my breakfast
think fast
what my pen does to get me atop charts
your top five won’t last
you are what you eat
this rap, to me, comes so organic
i’ve been hungry all year
i’ve got my plate, i’m done waiting in line
this is a buffet of rhymes and accolades
it’s all the rave
(turn it up! turn it up!)
all this heat
(burn it up! burn it up!)
we rowdy
(give it up! give it up!)
oh gee, we’ og’s in this vacinity
you better recognise
and put respect on our names, ya bish

- s p o i l s o f w a r

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