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letra de 1200 hours - the mikk masta

intro:
seth
i woke up and i felt like seth
breaking baddies like making meth
pack a fattie like odin beck, i feel like
seth
so you better bow down, get all hands on deck
one more round i won’t end this set
hear the sound of the best like
seth

verse 1:
thought you were kobe, top of the world til the choppa fall
swimmin in yo lane, rizzin up the dames, like nate big body like floppa bruh
talking to mcfarland, thinking they climbing , but they fell off, not, hot enough
got shooters like harden, leader like sawran, shut the h-ll up boy joshua
off the block i been swimmin
i’m god wit the smithin
i’m drippin wit rizz watch yo step or be slippin
not timid as tim is just witness the fitness, he fit as a slim jim, you b-tches gon listen
the sh-t that i’m sippin from quinn in the kitchen
mo’ kick from the bl!ck if you dissed you gon kiss it
hoes strippin like litmus you mess wit the kid we gon list you and ship you to vincent

hook:
you see me pullin up in that orange and black
put that cl!ck- to your back like a dora pack
still i run wit homeies in the cul de sac
12 hunnid hours finna run it back
and its baraboo blowing up the squad
roshadie hairy and he bearing arms
wil he been k!lla take him for a god
12 hunnid hours see it’s oregon
twisting this sh-t like it’s oliver straight in the booth
it’s so amazin (uh, mason) we starting the track spencer finna come through
you ain’t been breaking our sh-t like a nokia chopper go ooh-
making them hits like it’s finnely he really gon carry the crew
bridge:
(yeah you didn’t think you’d be hearing from my home slice wil, but he’s spittin fire, you ain’t ready for this)
look

verse 2 wildabeast:
we smell like chlorine but the hoes don’t mind it
we up at 5:30, grindin’ tryin’
to find some b-tches for a one night medley
my man’s named k-mar(coomer), his d-ck’s straight deadly
the iron curtain’s comin fresh off the blocks
ur a deer in the headlights, pavel’s got it on lock
you best not mess with bulgaria’s beast
cuz you only f-ckin’ with phil in your dreams

verse 3:
start dead in the water well c’est la vie
parka car in yo house like i’m emily
george know you a g, but the enemy
you a kiss ass, human centipede
you’ve only been swimming in drip in flint michigan
eating the lead like a spaghetti dinner then
swallow the fact that we better like cinnamon
you can’t come close to us bro there’s no synonym
get it men? way he sok prayer (sauk prarie) he an atheist
yo school is horrible (horeb), stoughton bro? face it b-tch
you got cut? mull it (mullet) over, we fading him
fade him like thanos gon, snap- we erasing him
you ain’t been moving like i you ain’t that cold
blood clot in the spine thats a back stroke
better change your ways, like some gym clothes
you ain’t fresh man you soft, more austin rhodes
bust the pole ta check (polacek) if jc’s against me
don’t want a car son (carson) i need mo’ jet ski’s (modjeski)
joe downing (joe downey) foes an sorta l!cks green
lock me up? aloha mora, (noah mora) b-tch please
we gon red his head like cole, or beet martyrs
we got three connor’s, lean as weed farmers
he a con or on our honored spot of eyes (spotify), he hotter
contact all these gods to see farther (father)
hook:
you see me pullin up in that orange and black
put that cl!ck- to your back like a dora pack
still i run wit homeies in the cul de sac
12 hunnid hours finna run it back
and its baraboo blowing up the squad
roshady hairy and he bearing arms
wil he been k!lla take him for a god
12 hunnid hours see it’s oregon
twisting this sh-t like it’s oliver straight in the booth
it’s so amazin (uh, mason) we starting the track spencer finna come through
you ain’t been breaking our sh-t like a nokia chopper go ooh-
making them hits like it’s finnely he really gon carry the crew

- the mikk masta

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