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letra de visions of madness - tha god fahim

[intro: sample & tha god fahim]
ahh ha ha ha ha ha haa hahahahaha…!
told you n-ggas stop playin’
uh

[verse]
i’m armed and dangerous with rhymes, i’m speakin’ the language
can’t explain it, ain’t no words to describe the way i paint it
been consistent on a day-to-day basis, add up the blue faces (add ’em up)
we play defense; can’t f-ck with me, i’m up (i’m up!), uh
i’m all about a buck, my tapes be hittin’ like a truck
in the middle of catchin’ wreck, it’s variation-al
classic, my results, my sh-t is generational
classic, my results, my sh-t is sensational, uh (perfect)
tied to the mic like kinetic bonds
we knockin’ sh-t out the park like barry bonds
carry on, my wordplay screams i’m mad ill (ahh)
and plus i’m hot wheel with the pen and pad sk!ll
make a claim to what’s mine; do what i call grind
consistency and much time; the world is all mine
don’t forget to empower your circle
my calibers’ll hurt you
won’t make it in, you’re way past curfew (tzazazazaza!)
visions of madness i’m seein’, high, my frequency bein’
i’m in position to be in, i guess i found the true meaning
drag my axe across the mud after the slayin’
told you i’m not playin’; fold you, best start prayin’, n-gga
we succeed in unfair difficulties
rockin’ championship rings like i won a trophy
got sk!lls in a lot of things, so pay attention closely
let’s not forget about the cash: why i do it, mostly
and i could make ’em feel my wrath, now they seein’ ghostly
in the light of the grand scheme, we bag up the grocery
money comin’ in from different countries – let’s talk about it
ain’t no shortcut to this greatness, how i talk about it
i got so many plans to execute, why talk about it?
f-ck, i don’t wanna talk about it (i don’t wanna talk about it!)
mythic be my armor; don’t touch me, i got a aura
endurer; i rose above and made it off the corner
their alignment shifted, uh—i’m writin’ bombs, i’m twisted
pick up the pen, i’m gifted; the lion’s den is mystic
i can’t forget the biscuit; my wrist, it cost a ticket
i came from out the trenches
i’ll blast you through dimensions, motherf-cker (tzazazaza!)

- tha god fahim

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