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letra de ali bomaye - tareek

[intro]
yeah
oh d-mn godd-mn
you know the name
yeah
so i be smokin’ every hatin n-gg-

[part i]
tak is back you jack, call it shak attack
i’m back to crack your back if you talkin’ smack
dumb fade to black, you nothin’ but a d-mn wack
been tellin’ my homie “my n-gg- murder the track”
man, my trap, n-gg- my rap so f-cking phat
big o, niggi, -rg-sm, you can fake that
big e, niggi, eargasm, never fake that
aim at your head and hat, n-gg- take that
when you mention my name better be cautious
n-gg-, my n-gg-, me f-ckin’ furocious
me am, the sh-t, i so obnoxious
f-ck em! i rock em, i knock ’em unconcious
i knockin’ ’em all, each of you haters, and every foe
ra got no time fo’ no b-tches, you know
bodies on bodies all over the floor
playin’ fo’ keeps, my n-gg- me no jokin’
when death in the air, see you maf-cka chokin’
i showin’ no mercy on ’em when i smoke em
i laughin my -ss off when i see you coughin’
i’ll carry your coffin my nigg in a minute
i raiding your castle m-f-, i bombing it
see angels are weepin’, and the devil grinnin’
forgive me my mighty god, i know i sinnin’
n-gg-aaaa

fear, made you stunk, then imma call you skunk
man, i make a m-th-f-cka shake, call that sh-t blue funk
god, slammin’ every p-ssy hater m-th-f-cka, that’s a dunk
this a murder, i drivin’ you crazy, i’m killin’ a punk, puttin’ his bl–dy body in the trunk
oh! he’s an alien, he actin’ just like a barbarian
oh sh-t! he finna start buryin’ us so we better start runnin’, the man is a monster, goddamian
niggi he’s evil, niggi i’m lyrically lethal, i should be freakin’ illegal
honestly speakin’ i got no love fo’ you d-mn people

[interlude]
wow, imma let them breathe, boy
i makin’ every sucka hater f-ckin’ wheezin’
don’t hate fo’ nothin’ just hate me fo’ this godd-mn reason
godd-mn demons whisper in my ears
sip ’em blood, boy, drink em tears
act an animal, just kill em bishes
we want u actin so muf-ckin’ vicious

[part ii]
you heard the b-tch, i smoke you out
i hurt you b-tch, see you bleedin’ out
murder you b-tch, ain’t no f-ckin’ doubt
with every verse i need a he-rs- and a shroud
spittin’ no hooks, me droppin’ nukes
your breath, soul, life will be took
you finna see how godd-mn reaper look
you better be readin’ every holy book
and believe in mohammed and moses and jesus
breakin’ ’em hearts, 50 thousand pieces
hoe m-th-f-cka blow so many p-n-s
galons of c-m wut a d-mn sucker sneezes
you just a flock of pathetic f-cks
thinkin you hot, my n-gg- you not
i’m kickin your b-tt, you lil bitty sl-t
the cr-p better shut, your trap better shut

no gun in my hand, but my mouth a bazooka
m-th-f-ck peace, so sorry dr. luther
i see karma wavin’ at me, know she’s a hooker
no time fo’ no b-tches, so me overlook her
honestly man, i’ma psycho, yagami raito
murder you, if i don’t like yo
burnin’ your -ss, i’ma pyro
put him in a grave and tell ’em good night foe
hittin’ your spinal so hard like tyson
you can never hide, man, this is the final
destination, this the amazone
whether you eat or be eaten, i call this “survival”
eatin’ you pigs, no knife and no fork
forgive me god fo’ eatin’ that pork
puttin’ my d-ck, deep in your throat
for you sh-t talk, i make u choke

aaaaa, lemme calm my nerve
breakin’ m-f-s up is a f-ckin’ urge
f-ck up like a psycho perv
i pop your head like malcom x and kurt
cobain, 8 streets, no games
i got good aim, i pop your brain, oh d-mn, godd-mn
i see the b-tch in you, i see the snake in you
turn around, boy! take a look, and you’ll see me comin’ after you, boy i’m comin’ for you
he be like “wut the h-ll i’m ‘posed to do?”
they be like ” wut the h-ll we ‘posed to do?”
sh-t, i be like “ain’t nothin’ you can do”
i murder the y, kill the o, and the u
n-gg-, death come in threes, call him d. wade
suckas afraid! you n-gg-s afraid
the sound of your gossip is a serenade
nope! attention is never paid

f-ckin’ ’em all, n-gg-, like johnny sins
man i said it befo, shall i say it again?
i am misunderstood, man, i know people do hate wut they don’t understand
“-look at this alien, he just a freak!
somebody tell me wut he say when he speak!
-all the f-ck i know his name is tareek
i don’t know! maybe the man speakin’ greek!
-you f-ckin’ stupido he speakin’ zulu
-no, no my n-gg-, i think he from pluto
-d-mn the man anyway, he just a cuckoo
i don’t like him anyway!
-n-gg- who do?”
n-gg- i’ma sinner, m-th-f-cka you no winner
where is karma? never seen her! like her name is johnny cena

when i meet her imma beam her
i be eatin’ her v-g-n-
wanna hit me with that nina? m-th-f-cka you a dreamer
d-ckie sucker you a schemer, eatin’ m-f-s every dinner
man i call you cavatina, bomb you n-gg-, hiroshima
runnin’ so fast like a bimmer, and you actin’ like hyenas
f-ckin’ em up, duckin’ em up, duckin’ em up, boy
f-ckin em up, boy, takin’ em out, takin’ em out, boy
knockin em out, boy, f-ckin’ em up, f-ckin’ em up, boy
knockin em out, boy, takin’ em out, takin’ em out, boy
wow, i gotta slow a bit down, ‘fore i breakin’ you m-f- down
i do make your head spin around, men, i be takin’ you down

the blazin’ killin’ ’em just like a pest
all of ’em gone when i’m bangin’ my chest
see none in east, n-gg- none in west
swallow your pride, can you, b, digest?
this is a raid m-f-, this ain’t a test
this is a war, man this is a conquest
nothin’ but shots, better put on a vest
so you better take cover, go back to your nest
lyrically venomous, lyrically venomous
man i f-ckin do it big, hippopatamus
hungry fo’ more! f-cked up hypothalamus
never forgive, i’m not a magnanimous
freezin’ em all, subzero like it
killin’ em all, man the reaper like it
burnin’ em all, man, hephaestus like it
h-ll with them all, they spit nothin like it

sleepin’ on me homie, ’bout to push em off the bed
wake up in a coma, or a sucka n-gg- dead
seven evil devil n-gg- f-ckin’ up my head
kill em with no feeling, wut my f-ckin’ demon said
i had to listen to every demon
emotionally cold, d-mn my n-gg- i’m freezin’
i shootin’, shootin, i shootin, i squeezin
i’m losin’ it, losin’, i’m losin’ my reason
i’m losin’ myself in this d-mn instrumental
f-ck bein’ humble, and bein’ gentle
i am so ill, my illness is mental
holysh-t, i think i am detrimental
malicious, so vicious, i’m f-ckin’ pernicious
capricious, ambitious, gloria delicious
think karma’s fallacious, she superst-tious
i shoot m-th-f-ckas fo’ bein’ suspicious

[outro]
slain
oh lawwwwd
man i had
no time fo’ hooks, killed em with every bar
that was a murda, allahou akbar
yea
gone

- tareek

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