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letra de look like death - shwabadi

[verse 1: shwabadi]
death
i woke up, and i felt like death
the fact i feel like i’ve never slept
black three piece on a kevlar vest
i look like death
excalibur the long nose, and it smells success
y’all just boomers, can’t handle tech
head to head it’s gon’ hit like death
my moves like icarus, thinks he’s fly
till i dust his wings, and bring him down to size
make him run them things he wears, jack his style
but don’t get it twisted, don’t get it twisted
i’m a man of culture, lifеstyle british
bust the tool, but keep the pinkiеs lifted
wipe my shoes before the door gets kicked in, i’m the
top of the classes, i aced the metrics
f-ck asymmetrics, all lame aesthetics
i’ll give their head in
if a man comes stepping at me, tryna wave a weapon
i’m facing death in separate ways
everyday two bad b-tches resonate
hold a mag in pat, slip a clip in liz
cause i’m about to let ’em spray
[chorus: jhbboss]
you see me pulling up in that black and white
put that cl!ck to his face, now he acting right
death gon’ shoot from the cannon, so say goodnight
cause these bullets connecting like satellite
they ain’t never gon’ know bout this kind of life
turn his soul into fragments, don’t need a scythe
let my nine’s eat his soul, fill their appetite
try me wrong, then i’m doing it out of spite
grim reaper status, the cannons, i grab ’em and i execute
if you want smoke, then i’m popping for sure if you finna come through
i got a stick by my side like when it is flair it go woo
i told ’em i earned my stripes, real shingami, i’m the truth

[verse 2: shwabadi]
now f-ck that, i never play for a run back
i’ve been there, done that, pay my dues, now i’m taking the funds back
flagrant youth, hear the gun clap
play my tunes, make ’em run that
if he run his mouth
run up on ’em, gun ’em down
moon come up and sun is down
tool untucking son is out, tuckered out
do you enjoy your youth yet? shut your mouth
i never came to play games
but if i did, i probably take a first place, they vacate
when d the k came to take names
i never heed their sayings, i can’t change ways
on which soul could i snack
a witch soul i could blast
guard in the night, no makka pakka, but i pack a pair of macs
back up – soul and maka, switch up – natsukasa
black star, no bowie, i keep a blade with this rowdy, i keep my day ones around me
i feel the strain of a life, time of living to standards you couldn’t maintain, it’s astounding
i might be free, but it rounds me, best in the town, he’s the best in his county
his country, his continent, living or dead, few are better than badi, get f-cked if you doubt me
[chorus: jhbboss]
you see me pulling up in that black and white
put that cl!ck to his face, now he acting right
death gon’ shoot from the cannon, so say goodnight
cause these bullets connecting like satellite
they ain’t never gon’ know bout this kind of life
turn his soul into fragments, don’t need a scythe
let my nine’s eat his soul, fill their appetite
try me wrong, then i’m doing it out of spite
grim reaper status, the cannons, i grab ’em and i execute
if you want smoke, then i’m popping for sure if you finna come through
i got a stick by my side like when it is flair it go woo
i told ’em i earned my stripes, real shingami, i’m the truth

- shwabadi

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