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letra de ruthless - tareek

ruthless

[intro]
yeah, it’s been a long time, godd-mn it
i see ’em clowns are takin’ over and shit
but f-ck ’em, me and my boy rockiost gon’ show ’em no love
show ’em no mercy man

[verse 1: dali rockiost]

[bridge: tareek]
f-ck everybody, i need a body, need a body bag
you ain’t somebody, you are nobody, you just a f-g
may god forgive me fo’ imma rape these fools mane
yeah

[verse 2: tareek]
i am, eatin’ em all, f-ck being on a diet
gotta, thank the mighty god fo’ my hungry appetite
i’m, taking ’em off, taking ’em all off my sight
see, no one on my left, no one on my right
b, me, myself and i, my nigga, call it tripartite agression
don’t compare me to these dummies, ain’t no godd-mn competition
yeah i break ’em egos, boy i’m talkin demolition
fully loaded mouth, me i never run out of ammunition
got two options: one to run away, two to run away
better start to pray ‘fore i start to spray
and you better stay outta my f-ckin way
if you disobey, you will never fo’ ever
see the sun of another muthaf-ckin day
this ain’t no homicide, this a genocide
you can run, i know you petrified, i know you terrified
smell of fear is stinking up the place, so you can never hide
it got me choking like i’m breathin muthaf-ckin’ carbon dioxide

you figlio di putana, this is the d-mn savannah
i’m going ham! ham like a pirannah
all i smoke is phony niggas, man, i smoke no marijuana
shootin’ million f-ckin’ bullet, but i’m not tony montana
ain’t no stoppin’ when it’s on, fully automatic weapon
k!llin’ ’em all, shootin’ ’em all, it’s a godd-mn 187
bodies all over the ground, somebody dial 197
i’m a sinner and i know it, but i hope i go to heaven
godd-mn, i push ur brakes, your life i take
your jaw, your heart, your neck i break
the beast awake, so i overtake
the earth, your confidence i shake
i know you quake when i’m around
take every clown to the underground
i shoot ’em down, they make no sound
“listen tareek! stop the violence boy for goodness sake!”

no peace sign by my side, ghandi i’m sorry
i am deeply sorry for not being sorry
and if niggas step on my d-mn territory
i guarantee you my mouth gonna be gory
i swear they play no games wit me for they phony
and if they play games, imma shoot ’em like tony
godd-mn i love seein’ ’em runnin’ like conies
i have no mercy on ’em, homie i’m stony
godd-mn, i be k!llin’, no chillin’, and i be drillin’, no feeling
nigga and i’m sicker than ill, i think i’ll never be healin’
man i’m a rebel like lenin, i f-ck ’em up, feel like sinning
i never stop f-ckin’ whippin’, until they day you start weepin’
man ain’t no pausin, or breathing, it’s nothin but the beginning
i don’t look back, i defeatin’ all rap dummies, i’m not kiddin’
homie i’m sick of repeatin’, i won’t be stoppin’ or quittin’
funny how they keep believin’ that we muthaf-ckin’ even

then what’s a monkey to a silverback gorilla?
we ain’t equal, man i mean it, me sorry nelson mandela
knock you muthaf-ckas out, i call it thrilla in manilla
karma say she “boy imma get you!”, “kiss my -ss” is wut i tell her
don’t you ever mention my name, better be careful when you speakin’
otherwise i shoot you niggas, man i make you bodies leakin’
you afraid? meet a rabbi, imam or a deacon
when you outta options, help of god is what you gon’ be seekin’
pussy boy i put your -ss to sleep, put ’em in a coma nigga, bring a pillow and a cover
i make you pussies bleed every i open fire, i see them pussy mathaf-ckas runnin’ for cover
i set ’em on fire, i burn ’em, yeah, i’m spittin’ lava
if bother me, i smother you, your brother, and father
i bang your b-tch, i bone your sis, i bang, i bone, i smack, i f-ck, and i kick it with your mother
i do it big, even bigger than d-cky moe
see you hatin’ like a pig, you can suck my d-cky hoe
they be b-tchin’ and ditch diggin’, and schemin’ on the low
show ’em no respect, middle finger for every foe

never compare us my nigga we ain’t the same
hope you hear and f-ckin dig me lame
my flow hotter than lava and a fire flame
me someone who you can never tame
you d-mn phony rappers are nothing but a shame
“cr-ppers” should have been your f-ckin’ name
you mommy and daddy surely the ones to blame
get ready kids, now it’s time to maim
gotta know that this is nothing but foreplay
meaning the worst is now on the way
i got no other thing to add, and none to say
except f-ck you have a nice day

- tareek

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