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letra de code red - smiler

[verse 1: smiler]
yeah
nicest alive, eye of the tiger
you’re shook, i see fear in your eyes, dryin’ saliva
no other, the sm, the i, need me a ivor
a mobo, the br, the i, t and a driver
troubled times, code red, so dead
youngens are fame-hungry, makin’ no bread
i been in the game, an old head
talk less, delivered a vowel to fam and in my own head
to keep it real ’til i’m dead, other than that, i’m makin’ no pledge
runnin’ the road for years, incredible mission, took some know-how
intelligent peers, career crook, wisdom like an old owl
was narcos before i knew darcus
was seafood and gq before my songs were ed’d
beginnin’ of time, i set the pace
don’t gimme what’s mine, i’m set to take it
twenty-one carats, neck achin’, livin’ a life that’s breathtakin’
you ain’t livin’ right, you should try neglect hatin’
what i write is entertainment, but my life’s my best statement
hustler’s ambition, gimme the line, i get the cake in
was livin’ the life of riley, choppin’ away, gimme my apr-n
hercules when i’m relatin’, when i’m inside, their legs shakin’
pork’s off my fork ’cause the swine reflects satan
bringin’ the streets pebbles, goons are riders, keep metal
the name the street herald
free hova, free levels
the last real mohican, swimmin’ in sharks, i’m in the deep end
givin’ these flows and reasons for my foes and heathens to believe in
[chorus]
code, code, code
code, code
red, red, red
red, red
code, code, code
code, code
red, red, red
red, red

[verse 2: liam prior]
check
the art of rhyme is what i’m paintin’ for ya
you want a description of this sh-t, when i spit this sick
and get them chicks with big tits but sl!ck rick’s tryna take the p-ss quick
sayin’ that they’re gonna blow like time-bombs but then don’t tick
i’m sick and tired of givin’ her time, i’m livin’ the life but now it’s time
i totally eclipse and no longer will i be a victim of this industry
i’m a lethal weapon, mel gibson
bringin’ fire where i go like h-ll’s risen
my flow will leave you slaughtered like cattle, left under the gravel
snakes with a rattle get taken out with blades from the satchel
i’ll leave you entangled, bombarded, various angles
i’ma blow from all this sh-t like i’s a saiyan in battle
attackin’ your channel, shots in the booth, colin farrell
can leave you walkin’ about with a hunchback like a camel
shots from an arrow, no achilles, i’ma rip off your ankles
and from the dirt, make fire like a pagan in shackles
’cause i be runnin’ to my touchdown evadin’ the tackles
i’m lit like a candle, fifth gear when i roll from the handle
motherf-ckers gettin’ dizzy like snow white with an apple
i’m more than a mouthful, i tear through sharp like a scalpal
we’ll be knockin’ on your door but singin’ more than a carol
needin’ more help than pressin’ on your head with a flannel
you cheap little vandals, comin’ out your t–th like enamel
and every beat i get, i leave six-feet deel and strangle, ’cause i’m liam prior
[chorus]
code, code, code
code, code
red, red, red
red, red

- smiler

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