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letra de bionic - theory hazit

[verse 1]
tryna catch that feeling, staring at the ceiling
lying on the floor, writing to cure, the pencil penicillin
take your illest emcee, k!llin’ ’em easy
raise it up in honor of ‘tin, dilla, and t3
i’m liable to get your girl to stop popping, locking and dropping it and use her mind
she will become her own polar opposite
opportunity knocking and not getting it’ll just be awkward
i get busy like dizzy, no drizzy, no pac, no frank sinatra
the author got ya open like a box of orville redenbacher
a monster, lyrically i’m half jimmy hoffa, half chewbacca
with thoughts blacker than tariq trotter and big poppa
flow is ugly as ever, however, i’m similar to the letters notorious doctor
a producer who can rhyme and control the maestro
a pyromaniac, i’ll burn you down with one match
i know, you don’t wanna collab with him cause he freestyle
now he has no choice but to preach and pull a piece out
squeeze out, not a subliminal diss, just ironic
outlived so much turmoil, nurses think i’m bionic

[verse 2]
i figure i’m martin luther with an adjustable ruger
ain’t nothing to aim and shoot ya, it all depends how i use it
but if it wasn’t for music, your boy prob’ly would lose it
pick up a habit, abuse it, then change my name to elusive
deuces, beat up and jumped
ran like a busta when i got up feeling pumped
bl–dy nose, scarred face, gl-ss in my hair
but i’ve returned with an artillery of kicks and snares
tossing black dynamite at you napoleons
i’m dope like obeo on opium smoking with oprah
i have my share of depravity, you mad at me?
i won’t lose sleep, you couldn’t keep me down if you invented gravity
i walk moons with nick petricca
back when we was mixed with wicked
i gets lifted, don’t get it twisted
i was high when i wrote this
that mean i’ll be writing wherever the holy ghost is
remember (psh!) they never loved us
get the point like when the dust bust
you buck at me, i ain’t’ ducking [?] baghdad
i dodge bullets like be– best thing i never had
i might trey songz and pull a trigger
i’m [?] j-panese cold toes and madlib ya
i k!lled wonder woman, now i’m psychotic
then i survived the fatal crash, i’m bionic

- theory hazit

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