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letra de cremated - the kevin bennett

[verse 1: the kevin bennett & ty wild]
every time they try to throw me to the flames, they would turn their back, and start to walk away, and never think about the
repercussions that come with making mistakes, so i tap ’em on the shoulder like “hey”, and then they get devoured
you can’t be burning what’s already set ablaze, look dead in my face, play with this fire, you get ignited
i came from the depths of h-ll, with a tank of gas in my hand, the temperature raised, everyone melted, left no remains
i’m sending you to your grave, burn you down to the bone
ain’t sh-t but ashes in your casket, charred ’em blacker than coal
i’m bad to the bone, i’m sharper than the silver on my wrist
and the way it pointed and flashing, that sh-t matching the chrome
you asking for smoke, i’ll leave you looking actually stoned
that’s slumped flat on your back, when i grab the pack and i roll
my actions unfathomable, i stomp ’em and make ’em shook
fire straight lines through you squares, chop pop like i played a rook and make ’em book
take a look behind this door when you walk in
it’s like i’m jeffrey dahmer, with these skeletons in my closet
i’m common to something, like a paleontologist
way that i’m finding these bones all around, from these rappers and then i document it
when the monster come out the darkness
they all get neurotic, with sweaty palms and get nauseas
and pray to god it ain’t dinner time, saliva dripping thinking ’bout genocide
if you don’t wanna be the main course, you better get aside
get aside, move along, sneaking through the shadows
and you petrified, you p-ssy, dawg, he ain’t choose his battles right
he catching fire, we shootin’ ya’ll, stressing tryna make amends
and they just play pretend, now fakes is begging for a coup de grace
like “naw, we was bluffing, we frontin’ just end the suffering”
motherf-ckers buggin, for one, i’m the one who runnin’ this sh-t
you dumb as a b-tch, like, the f-ck you barking for
with the grip by your neck? rose like the sun, this the art of war, muhf-cka
carnivorous like tyrannosaurus rex
sinking t–th in solar plexus, and sever cords in your neck
you should, see my collection, a whole assortment of heads
once i tore through the flesh, it was blood and gore of a mess
i’ll up and scorch you to death
you nothing more than another corpse, snuffed, smouldered, and sweat
b-tch, of course i’m a threat
got dumb wh0res in my bed, that you been tryna pipe
f-ck up the scene, nothing but sirens, lights and crying
when the fire ignites, b-tch
[instrumental break]

[verse 2: the kevin bennett & ty wild]
breathing fire like gojira in tokyo
seeing red, ’cause they been on that bull like it’s a rodeo
you’ll need the holy ghost, when you slowly roast on the oven stove
he thought he could overthrow mw, but no b-tch, i’m overgrown
all of my smoke he wanted, was more than a puff of dro
when he started with the dosing off, it resulted in overdose
i ain’t never thought you my dawg, even though was throwing some bones
i dispose of opponents, my mouth is open, swallow ’em whole
so, bro be cautious
or i might just obi-wan ’em
get sliced to the bone and often
i’ll light up your dome for talking in slights, i’m the chosen one
heater leaving you frozen, no todoroki, you choking up
homie, i’m gon’ be blunt, i been smoking runts
you gon get touched, if you keep talkin’ all that street nonsense
you don’t be walkin’ like b-walking, you gonna run
totin’ sum that make you think different, think we twinnin’
i’ll be sending sh-lls at they back, and now they gone for what?

- the kevin bennett

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