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letra de blacklist, pt ii - thewatcherxegl

[verse 1]
it was my only wish to rise above these jealous
not until all eyes compromise to be mentally ill
i’ll go overk!ll until you realize you accidentally ate a pill
which applies that i got a one way ticket to go downhill
i got a ill will, so i’m the bad guy time to fulfill what i k!ll
up until i enter the capital and fortify my tragical sk!ll
time for the blacklist sequel like when i became fearful
like i dismissed the wine list so be cheerful (i’m a straight ridah)
i’m the motherf-ckin’ messiah and put this sh-t inside ya
make the rhyme scheme wider and end ya in a drive-by
not open for a fight just call the unrequired fighter
like i got the rawness my fellas i’m chuck norris (haha)
got you in aweness, yes, i’m a menace, don’t want this
i greet the law like you play tennis time to reminisce
as i fall in the abyss at least got a tenace miss? (kris)
so eat this fist from my apprentice now you’re on my blacklist

[chorus]
blacklist, i don’t yell, i don’t beg
i just write you out my head
no revenge, no regret
just a silence when you’re dead
straight ridah, still alone
still observig’ from the throne
once i mark you, once you’re gone
you don’t exist beyond this song
[verse 2]
yeah i’m back with the sequel meaning this equals (what?)
that you are illegal but that is ’cause i’m evil (mhm)
sprayin’ diesel over these ungrateful emos (yah)
’cause rap stitches are snitches in the riches
like there’s war and he ditches that gives me itches
stop switchin’ you’re like a glitch in the system
f-ggots got four way switches got more disses
then eminem has heavy hitters (gotta be cap)
i embrace my many faces, could line ’em up
in long motherf-ckin’ shoelaces, got many aces
like in new ages, calculatin’ moves at pool tables
bought it off bares ist rares, then i tore it apart
wanna be a star, but it takes time, still far from the start
which is bizarre, not in my prime but this is f-ckin’ art
chill in a park it’s a romantic sign but always on guard
stop wit’ remarks just align wit’ the rhymes i got charm
put on the forearm end the line with a alarm sign (woo!)

[chorus]
blacklist, i don’t yell, i don’t beg
i just write you out my head
no revenge, no regret
just a silence when you’re dead
straight ridah, still alone
still observing from the throne
once i mark you, once you’re gone
you don’t exist beyond this song
[verse 3]
not rapping flawlessly gives me dissatisfaction
i unwrap the package unseen, put me in action
perhaps i got a mean teen in my casino mansion
you’re taken aback by my jeans look at my fashion
lay back, open the magazine and notice my rappin’ passion
he fell into my trap, you’re a fiend of f-ckin’ assassins (uh)
jack tried to attack against the dreams, lost his traction
put him in a body bag, it seems as if i just made a chain reaction
burned the national flag, tears and screams, time to take action
i earned my money bag now it’s just a routine, another transaction
but i never learned to wear durags, left the scene joined a faction
now i’ve returned got another mag make you unforeseen, no caption
confirmed my turn, got my mac suddenly it’s “been”, like (who?)
the jacksons (haha)
me against the world, i’ve got swag i’m barely seen why you askin’?
i’m flyin’ high like a bird, a pack of zig-zags and some lean
then you got eliminated and blacklisted (f-ck!)

- thewatcherxegl

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