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letra de underground king - spiz the prophet

[verse:]
yeah it’s the rap rebel
10 years underground some say i’m level with devil
philly-philly where they move rock and bang metal
head banging, know some n-ggas the feds chasing
a couple a n-ggas down; they didn’t beat fed cases
telling me have patience, how? when these n-ggas hating
and know that i’m the hottest in the city
and these other n-ggas suck like an infant on a t-tty
i’m a little bit a pac mixed wit’ a bit of biggie
little bit of mos def, the tribe roots is in me
f-ck with that ciroc but… what’s up with that henny?
i can spazz on these n-ggas and release the demons in me
p-ss me that cheeba, yeah let me chief that, relax
tell them b-tch n-ggas that the east back
beast coast, elevate, get lost in the weed smoke
i got that white girl screaming out that he’s dope
f-cking right! g5 baby take flight
i came to bring more terror, this that gold soul era
oh i mean golden era, had to hit you with 2
yeah i’m back b-tch, you thought this sh-t was through?
hardly, b-tch i’m making noise like a harley
mindset of malcolm with the heart of f-cking gandhi’s
tryin’ keep balance so i’m smoking like marley
boy i ain’t stopping ’til i’m lamped up under palm trees
sipping on that barney, rolling up that baby bop
man you can’t lie this got that east-coast 80’s knock
did it on my own ain’t n0body f-cking make me hot, b-st-rd!
breathe gas and spit magma
toe-tagging, whack rappers, call the pastor
crib on mars, neighbors with stars; can’t google map it
no lacking… this is something like black magic!

[skit]

- spiz the prophet

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