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letra de hercules rap - the jackal rapper

i was barely born, my mother tried to murder me
i’m the sone of zeus. please call me hercules
hera mad that dad had an affair
i’m half man, but the blood in my veins is pumping divinity
i’m a k!lling machine and my blood l-st is a product of protecting my brother
ophidians were coming through a couple of doors that were left open
i went rogue and got a hold on their throat bones and broke ’em
ever since then, i’ve been chasing adrenaline
hera put the madness in the boy, and thеn i ended my family
megara dеad at the hand of hercules
you think i give a d-mn? i’m heartless like a bad surgery
i’ve been searching for a shallenge; oracle to mycenae
cousin told me that he got some labours that are likely impossible
but not for the demigod; i’m the best
i just wanted to flex, these labours hardly a test (nah)
first up, i’m ’bout to ruin his pride
i need me a new coat from this nemean lion
i’m seeking a hide and swinging a club but he won’t die
so i’m taking his claws, then i’m forcing them into his side
taking his mane then i’m draping it over my shoulder
went to show my ‹ousin, he stowed away in a wine jar
’bout to go to battle with a dragon, it no worry
i’m finna take the head of any lernaean hydra
cut the common carotid, grab a candle to cauterise
i mortify any monster that claiming they make fire
nine minds; nothing against mine
he suffered, and the seryneian hind get to stepping coz i’m coming in quick
hermes grab me the boots!
the animal able to canter with rapid ability. i’mina get him inevitably
coz l some with endurance. somebody tell me who is gonna give me a showdown
it overdue and no opponent all to throwdown
(let’s go)
their gross flow malodorous: augean stable
that labour was a piece of sake to anybody in the game with the muscle like me
hungry, might eat, the erymanthian boar as a warrior’s feast
come into battle; i’mma rattle ’em
scatter any stymphalian avian and i’m aiming to make a name for the boy; yours truly
maybe it’s the zeus that’s fused into my medula
maybe it’s the snakes momma sent like medusa
maybe it’s the power i felt when i got that bull in a headlock
that cretan gonna get rocked. hercules on a rampage, never the pen stop
pent up rage get waged at diomedes
the chargers carnivorous. locked in when i’m eating
amazonians know this. never were they opponents
charasmati and honourable. got the belt of the god of war (uhh)
hollered at the homie helios to help out hercules herd the heifers of geryon
not that he was needed. i’mma body any monster
even with many bodies, coz ever since he baby, he wanted blood of the beasts
deceiving and cunning, manoeuvre to move clever
told the man atlas that i’mma hold heaven
gathered all the apple, golden and from hesperides
i bet he feeling silly for bending the knee to hercules
dog in me, cerberus, three times the bite
i wrestled him from h-ll and it wasn’t even a fight
somebody tell hera these twelve years are dedicated to the reptiles she sent to me as a child
really tried get rid me, now knowing he can’t be gone
the boy intelligent, clever wit, showing it, and he strong
man of all talents, no equal or challenger
h-llo to my haters when i take my seat at the pantheon!

- the jackal rapper

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