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letra de taking lives cypher - something awful

intro
millions of rappers from all over the world were forced to cipher for their lives
only a select few live to talk about it

i give you the taking live cipher pontiac 6000 all red
me and omari and my homeboy fred
fred hates omari
he calls herself odari

let me tell you a story how we used to kick it and i picked up my home girl from popeye’s chicken

and the plan was to get it drunk and then take it to the bar

rape her, duct tape her and then throw in the car
what if they know who we are?

now that the got on this mask, blew g strings with two bee stings on my ass

fred raped her

i raped her

didn’t need no help
oh love watts and then 69 yourself

—- — —-

i want a tongue kiss

occurred to me

i need a healthy victim, mr

weezy, the murder fiends

cut a drunk and learn, make a chunk in the artery

tripped out psychopaths

maybe you heard of me

they said, yo, it’s time to go

come on, dog, give me a minute

her posting to stop, yates and why i ain’t finish

but why not finish?
i’ma tell the story of her death and make a living

turn her rape into a trap and let the world listen
constantly hustling underground, creating karma

it’s me, chuckie lee, the mali lama
tonight, all right, sick of them sickle cell sick with detail
you need your dracula k!ller

hit my e-mail

k!llerville’s finest apple saying gmail

locke alpha male treat you like a female

evil i prevail as the illest rhyme guard

i’m a die hard bruce willis dominate the game insane

bring the pain

chain gang delirious

some serious name as a heart attack

crush your quarterback full blitz
packing a mack in the back of the axe strap with two clips

who’s this ruthless dude with true spit?

i ain’t no ———— i’m a nuisance not new it all i’m a ——- veteran so when you’re testing better use discretion —- your mini me’s with your weak impressions i’m a mc murderer this is my confession the crazy k!ller vampire you’re about to start his buddy show with my straight razor in my hand i’m about to cut a rib of flow i’ll walk the streets at nighti’m hunting for some prey and when i find a little sheep you know it’s time for me to play a game i stress you up straight to the cross it starts tearing up at your flesh i scoop your guts out with a ladle i eat my meal while it’s really fresh i toss your corpse onto the poly stacking up is really vile i get the blood l-st and go wild and eat the souls of every job i keep the evidence on the low i put you on the slap oh no into the cream huds where you go and then i turnstraight leviathan, napalm dialogue get out the line from the day that you’re dying on pick up the path that you’re cut in the path of me slipping into sin again you need a little more gore in your horrorcore —– metal like gore gore manson dead chicks and rob zombie flex ever since birth i’ve been playing with knives born in the dirt by the devil’s side where the sun and the moon collide my hand was forced now i’m ticking livesturn right now we’ll just stroll home by the guide to the moonlight

take the body home, i bleed it raw, bag up the guts and i feed it to dogs
put the rest of you in the freezer

d-mn, you won’t fit
hatchet, chop

what you try to do is so unforgivable

spreading all your hate, trying to infect all my intervals

that’s exactly why you’re missing all your viscerals

you never speak again

not even a syllable

i don’t know when i became such a monster

feeling real thrills when my knife sticks inside you

don’t feel much destroyed when i slice you

just taking your life and i lay down beside you

everyone just thinks i’m insane

so nice, twice at night night precise, devil’s flight beasting on everything breathing or even alive got a taste for bl–dy brains we the walking dead so we take a bite chomp on your brains till you lose your sight chomp on your veins no bruise or cries no cure for the pain just make your eyes white you run and you try your best to hide but that noise keeps coming that sounds so strange all the moans of death with the screams for helpshiny bang bang bang are them bodies swing let the bodies hit the flow till they can’t no more really where you gonna go why can’t you even move and flow windows boarded up standing right behind surrounded by 50 ————- beating down the door crawling out of them floorboards h–rd after h–rd no giving up yo blood we crave more colorado zombies need i say more weirdo dirty doesn’t take in life’s like keiffer swear them laces for busting on acid and breed fur chopping them up like dextercontrol my anger barn pastor said don’t text her she deleted a stranger 317 phantasm i’m collecting rupees this first makes them -rg-sm this big strength with rupees the game is getting better hit comets whole smack it violent s-x makes them weather torture pimpin’ no slackin’we should know him by rolling a fully automatic weapon, cleaning stock in the barrel, pull the trigger, the bullets headed your direction, get to severing heads with armageddon
11:08
if these ————- still breathed, only because we let ’em
11:10
ready to get it poppin’, stopping another new drop a coffin, i’ve been talking with intrinsic and gaudies, time to drop a —– ——- with bizarre infuriac, something awful like a rabbit pack of ————-

tours are right, the yd and busy theory and family rapper this project called a new g for the industry right after the brutal rape, razor blame duct tape box with white grape, the whole state wax fade huh pink, k!ll tape we’re ill, y’all, ain’t straggle the game, huh daggling in your head the safety you praised you to everybody who disrespects my go, i choose you, i cash it’s riding for record full old clip, new school an hip-hop will come soon, what’s very nice too put your light back, cause it’s a nice stab underground hustle is on me bringing that nice back snipe for your light crisis, turning out the lights you don’t wanna see me at night, nowhat no smoker come in use the bum rest crew cuz i don’t see none hundred grand hustle is where you at right here let’s see it clear cuz you’ll be side like head like so we’ll —— you up the street or —— you out your bed the way it goes i’m coming for your head dead by dawn drink the blood of a dumb —– they’re gonna find your head with your lips and your eyes ditched ripped to pieces swallow your soul come witness the wrath of johnny we have been a sign for his master invasion of the body sn-tchers kidnapping your favoriterappers pay the ransom or i keep ’em captured in torches and one by one to the last breath leave out them ——– i collect stack up the cadavers in a pile grab a book of matches, light one up and watch ’em burn to the ground like when an airplane crashes right now i need some answers to question you don’t understand it do you not speak english what you thought?

i was speaking spanish or french excuse my french, but sh-t’s gotta change — —- it, my life is a disaster, got hazardit’s bad habits

i’m headed to the medicine cabinet to take a couple of tabits for my manic disorder before i let someone have it

i don’t practice peace

i’m a beast

i beat the —- out of a ——

don’t step in the mosh pit, get a concussion or knocked unconscious

i’m a two-headed monster

good and evil, here’s my nightmare concert
16:57
bum first like makaveli, i’m ready to start a conflict

all you tight teens, kiddy jeans, wag ————- ain’t rappin’ about nothing kidding

i can quit without consider the guilt

i ain’t in the blame

i’m just flying in the field

i’ll get back to you after i consider to get to you

consider this a meal

you’re bacon if you will

who you taking for a fake?

i’m on my hate portrayal

i will push us a nerve

you sell your furniture for this serve

and how we stay for this first
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the underground is a fight for survival and only the hardest hustling artists prevail
18:43
life taking cypher c4

question you don’t understand it do you not speak english what you thought?

i was speaking spanish or french excuse my french, but sh-t’s gotta change — —- it, my life is a disaster, got hazardit’s bad habits

i’m headed to the medicine cabinet to take a couple of tabits for my manic disorder before i let someone have it

i don’t practice peace

i’m a beast

i beat the —- out of a ——

don’t step in the mosh pit, get a concussion or knocked unconscious

i’m a two-headed monster

good and evil, here’s my nightmare concert

bum first like makaveli, i’m ready to start a conflict

all you tight teens, kiddy jeans, wag ————- ain’t rappin’ about nothing kidding

i can quit without consider the guilt

i ain’t in the blame

i’m just flying in the field

i’ll get back to you after i consider to get to you

consider this a meal

you’re bacon if you will

who you taking for a fake?

i’m on my hate portrayal

i will push us a nerve

you sell your furniture for this serve

and how we stay for this first

the underground is a fight for survival and only the hardest hustling artists prevail

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