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letra de slaves - the cenobites

hahahahahaha
yeah lot of brothers out there take it in the rear
i see you in the clubs you see me
(yeah smoking blunt you straight up c-nts)
that’s right taking it hard and deep in the rear
and getting done by another man
different skin color
a whole different complexion
(yeah you punk b-tch-ss n-gg-)
you know what i’m taking about
hahaahaahahaha
forget that man
you’re getting couped… taxes…

(kool keith)
yo
the d is pack downtown with ugly winters
in new york your stretch marks & b-mps around them pimple face
timberland boots for workforce and lesbians groups
cut off from welfare with r-ct-ms out your underwear
black hallways your bag are packed behind your -ss crack
i new york city yourself like sanitation clean up
peepee smells of crutches girls smells like seash-lls
cut you down off god like clippers running up on your weaves
your flipping kilos stop fantasizing metal flower
i’ll take your curtains down hide behind you in your shower
in the tunnel last night i walk to the right
i saw you with wendy that undercover transvest-te
spreading some real raw yo red note some information
she broke out real quick left out with a aids patient
got up its large pumped on a 97
paola scam describes you for what rhymes with next
somebody’s out there the streets are filled with -n-l s-x
mad white boys now no white now involved with rap
rednecks on def jam my text are bound to stop your cr-p
the ku klux klan belt back with this arbitron
just like the budweiser superfest
you become merchandise market at a fishy price
on bet i walk by mtv
watching booed when they flopped that white man bill bellamy
through strategic modern slaves like tracy chapman
you’re manipulated like marvel films evaporated
like steam hot coming through your -n-l stream
you dream to be john gotti and pose entering a maserati
like fat cats
just sneaking converses
plan on your dats
you wanna go to jack the rapper f-ggot
(just keep it don)

(godfather don)
now i just came from esso
drinking espresso with a mama with red pull
the trecks owes for heads blown
incarnated is the mark of 666
fits kids quick
the sickness is strictly new york
newport rhyme n-gg-
figure and for emcees starving he real he’s ill
like boston glastoma
raw sh-t fast on ya
fat -ss on a
cat -ss lona
half fast gonna
injecting pity in the city of n-y
m-i-e-k-n-y
bet he connectical
another fire on ya wack -ss
these streets are filthy
like ten open -sshole
grabbing mic
acting like they rapping tight
this sh-t is sloppy poppy
when they drop me i drop keys please
these come once in a blue sun get the tool please
these fools are dumb
it’s the rule of hip hop
flip flop hit the tip top
my lick drop every time
your sh-t clock when its not real
so the krills flow the guild over still you know the deal
major labels with they tables able to put cable on more rhymes
making fables
fantastic plastic culture off freaking bullsh-t
with the bullet you can pull it with the team
every end i’ll smith mouth with redneck
ten diseases that turning black artist white
the instance the distance between me and you
being two true artist minus the artist worked in f-ggot show business has no witness
you getting f-cked
you lick the nuts for new cuts bad records and videos just let me out on the doorway the hallway
the raw way the hard way a d-ck in your four ways
that causes syphil-aids
n-gg-s that’s fishy p-ssy paints a no fiction
even a christian mission comes to fruition while you wishing
to listen who b-tch and two clip on this
do licks with
i set it off like techno the tech wo
to wreck foes i select those and make collect toe
the terror met yo black act
cold now they get slave on ya costa nosta
most of the real job will k!ll ya’ll for real hard ya feel scared

slaves…
slaves…
ahahahahha
live trife

- the cenobites

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