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letra de beastin - soulrocca f/ wildelux

plug me in
this dose stay drugging ya men’s
stuck in your limbs
feening let the discussion begin
how he passes through the world with no attachments that’s emotional
fluid wizardry the motion that the ocean do
cannon poppers with cartridges your aim getting sloppier
only cartridges inserted were ink in cannon copiers
copy that
ferocious feline compared to copycats
a lean machine brolic built without the body fat
roc sled the heat on repeat let me body that
a sl!ck and fresh delivery like a loddy doddy track
shock thе zone
shots boxing your dome
bits and piecеs, peep how the concoction grown
hank mc coy beasting
with no reason in all seasons
in all terrain snow, hail, and rain the lord breathing
corner scriptures in scrolls written in graffiti patterns
underground born had me dwelling in the deepest taverns

soulrocca with a pinch of cyanide from your sire
the supplier
these corn dogs are so oscar mayer
chiseled jewels sharp like the tail of a stingray
the spit dispenser overflowing in your drip tray
gloomy days never thought it would get this gray
missiles for your medulla the scalpel knife switchblade
spat from the tip of the tongue
collapsing your lungs
the dirty version like i’m back from the slums
the lethal lineman
fresh linen sipping bacardi limón
complexity is the core of this man y’all simple simons
y’all need to sign off when sun getting started
in zones that’s uncharted
where blood stains the ground in front of the corner stores it’s the hoods red carpet
with candle vigils on the cement
forensic paparazzi taking shots for the precinct
despite the worst, the kid turned out decent

- soulrocca f wildelux

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