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letra de dialect - smellington piff

(smellington piff)
with the force of a sword swinging
i connect with your neck leave your head spinning
sh-t the bed linen
the lord works in mysterious ways
don’t play dead with him
i’ll drop from the top floor land on your head
jump up shake it off without snapping a leg
i hear a lot of rappers chatting about stacking the bread
i ain’t joking bullsh-t that’s what they actually said
i’m back from the dead with immaculate grace
i’ve got one foot in the grave the other in your face
kicking up dust for those that want to chase
picking on us your f-cking up the base
p-wns to the war board
draw swords lyrically
f-ck what you think i move to my own symphony
i don’t need your love and i don’t want your sympathy
i don’t give a f-ck
but i don’t mean it literally

coming live and direct this is life in effect
we arrive at the set to supply dialect
i elect myself presidential mc
smellington piff they can not imitate me

(farma g)
hey piff you shine bright like a star in the making
and only time will make you see the game is there for the taking
this a savage resurrection i guess the world has been waiting
i’m waking aching breaking hearts
resurrection is an art form
some kids don’t know that they’re born
they drop a verse the crowd reaction is no more than a yawn
black birds singing in the dead of night
the sound of silence is the tumble weed go rolling right
you want a slice of the pie
you best be in it to win it
and in my heart i’ve got the feeling for the flavour to k!ll it
it’s like an army that is ready to rise
under smellington skies
i hear the weak guys cry
i don’t wanna die
and this is real life drama
piff ran the beat and touched base with the farma
the synergy sizzles in my heart release the inner beast
the saga the riddle of the symphony with energy

coming live and direct this is life in effect
we arrive at the set to supply dialect
i elect myself presidential mc
farma bang the beats they can not imitate me

(gee bag)
you can find me on the outskirts
spitting till my mouth hurts
when you see the gee
your best bets to bounce first
i’m now cursed from the birth of my ego
spiritual yes you guessed it
see i’m a negro
(?)
where the h-ll did he go
talking all that black power shhhhh to the people
thought i was done but then again
i’ve jumped in overhead
you can’t believe it’s not b-tter
like spreads upon a loaf of bread
bro your dead watch you hit with this epiphany
piff sent me the beat and said to beat it up literally
beats me how your on my d-ck
it’s just a f-cking mystery
must be bl–dy nuts if your sl-t seems to disagree
best to do your history and learn about them onslaughts
lesson from the kitchen
quit your b-tching cos we’re on course
so once more stop the stares and shout
i’m always going in that’s why you have to hear me out now

coming live and direct this is life in effect
we arrive at the set to supply dialect
i elect myself presidential mc
gee bag’s the name they can not imitate me

- smellington piff

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