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letra de eagle vision - salem jr.

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i’m a motherf-ckin’ scavenger eatin’ dead talents
got them folks sayin’ i’m the baddest dude on the planet
punks talkin’ too much sh-t still i’m down for a challenge
ballin’ like lebron james cuz i’m always chill and balanced
had three guns in my closet now i’m flirting with my models
goin’ at 4 am to eat sum f-ckin mcdonald’s
doubters hate me so much they stupid as f-ck
let ’em know how good i am and they still gotta judge
they got zero chance to prove me wrong
i’ll make it to sp-ce they’ll call me armstrong
goin’ lotta places since i was a little kid
i’ll perform on stagеs ‘fore you close your eyеlids
we gon’ rock the 21st century
your girl asked me to fly her to the moon like i’m sinatra
she asked me bout ma music
i said rap’s ma favorite genre
had no chance to express my feelings till i f-cking started rapping
b-tches laughing at what i’m doing while they’re at home fapping

i’m watchin’ y’all with ma eagle vision
doin’ ma best with all precision
better know what you’re missin
that’s respect
you’ll not regret it

b-tch this ain’t no gangsta sh-t
i’m so busy makin’ hits
we gon’ hit the charts x2
spittin’ firey bars like i’m throwing darts
got no time for stupid lame ass pr-cks
i’m a badass guy i can show u tricks
don’t mess with me b-tch
imma shoot you like i’m john wick
always gettin’ bags
dippin’ b-lls
sh-t heads wanna see me fall
when i die i want y’all to read me eulogies
i’m a king so won’t you bury me in my jewellery
don’t you try to p-ss me off
i’ll put you to the ground
lay still , make no sound
swear to god i ain’t flexin’
trust me, all my homies know that salem’s the next thing
we gon’ change the world, on my mama and brethren

shout out to all my homies they already know themselves
and i wanna say f-ck every person who took advantage of my kindness
it is what it is
you know
they say karma is a b-tch

runnin’ fast like the flash
gotta cash in ma stash
quick lambo bout to crash
call me mister
i like your sister
and i kissed her
she like tongue twisters
she a great whistler
crazy like evil knievel
yeah ma words are lethal
better run like a weasel
runnin’ circles around the globe
ma homies scream salem you’re dope
let ’em know i want the smoke
on god this ain’t no joke
swallow my rhymes and choke
better know the truth
imma show no ruth
try to evade my lines
they comin’ at you like the new york times
my flow is like my circle, tight
they think i’m standing down, right
i won’t leave without a fight
ya’ll are lowkey lowkey absurd
only god can judge my words
better take care when you say my name
we’re not equal we’re not the same
so listen close to what i’m spitting
you can’t stop me from my mission
i follow my intuition
watch out for my eagle vision

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