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letra de repowered - sebastian dark

[verse 1: sebastian dark]
swiss cheese and level three, better be ready for the brat
bustin bustin biggedy bustas keep yo pockets on fat
with a jib star razor, what’s f-ckin’ with that?
sebastian so sick where the birds caught the flu at
stealthy, karate choppin hoes like my wu-tang style
kung fu sebby at it again and everyone going wild
creating fire you smellin smoke? nah its just my b-tches with the black and mild
but i’m smoking kush around the bush like my name is kyle
my bars so sick you have a cold but it isn’t snowing yet
i’m so icy, me and my homies flying higher than the boeing jets
got the green and n-body’s moving like the cars aren’t going yet
mother f-ckers owe me a lot like the whole country is in debt

[verse 2: sebastian dark]
all of yall mother f-ckers be so d-mn obnoxious
y’all don’t got this, feeling aggressive and dark like i’m gothic
if i had a dangerous mind i would atleast confess it get some logic
fame needs to get out of my way cause i’m trying to spit heat
have people firing shots at each other like when i was in the streets
got people sitting in my mansion like i just bought that b-tch a new seat
i make rappers stay quiet like they some special kids that can’t speak
it’s like dale earnhardt’s in my heart cause it keeps racing
i be running the motha f-ckin game like playstation
who are you to be rankin’? you know sebastian’s been tankin’
highkey like the key’s in the sky call me benjamin franklin
from the journey of sp-ce and witnessed the chronicle
that is what i smoked on as soon as we found the impossible
they say the arena is sold out but don’t take anything as gospel
put you in a grave underground like a fossil
not even 23 and i’m in the air like my jordan shoes
the rooftop isn’t the only thing over your head its probably my bars too
i’m in the area i take place like they had queued for food
mother f-ckers need mo’ cess like the prophet of the jews
aggressive as f-ck like i’m cosmic don’t make me switch another side
i just started rechargin like i’m a phone and i just died

[verse 3: sebastian dark]
at 3am hey tyrone i just got this chicken deep fried
f-ck the haters i’ll let in the ones who want to ride
you shoppin for food when i done ate it all call me the food lion
i spit heat on the track like i’m frying, bring new sh-t like i am designing
i’m still fisted like someone ironed this, i’m writin this with an iron fist
your face starting to turn red like you got some psoriasis
chilling on my throne i dare you to step in my lair
hailing to god like it just stormed during a prayer
have people with signs saying i should be the new mayer
shooting these enemies down, all of them surrendered like they signed a waiver
ready for this battle now entering into the death zone
my bars are strengthening as buildings blow up like my cell phone
you can not k!ll me like i’m undead b-tch i’m bad to the bone
no one can be in my lane like i just put up traffic cones
but i don’t give a f-ck i just repowered up with my homie tyrone
just know d-mn well that i ain’t fighting this battle alone

- sebastian dark

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