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letra de secret message - thugzlines

“refuse a challenge and you have to die!”  “why don’t you show me your face?” “who are you anyway?”
“listen carefully, give me what is in your robe and i promise you we’ll go free!” “so you’re really after the secret message?”
yeah, aha
“no more playing, you’re as good as dead!”

staten island, new york city
yea, ayo ayo,  you’re like a snake in the grass the strikes the bite
dangerous mind, poison the waters
walls up like trump’s on all the borders, h–rders
cribs like junkyard dawg,  stacks the sh-t like you run in the block, i blow fog
smoke like i’m steaming out of box of clamps
woogoo, strawberry kush, purple yams
it’s den, its cash rolls and rules a big bag  the bag of rubber bands stacks in a green rag
n—–, don’t play with me
you ain’t tight with me
took the burden off my arm cuz’ this s— kept biting me
d-mn skippy wu-tang root source century
my jewels shine hard like a verse on an instrumental
i ain’t a g——, i am a giant like andre  splash a pineapple with a whole glass of bombay   k!lla-hill!

masta k!lla x thugzlines hook:

why risk it, you’ve been off-slicing your wrist, don’t miss! you shoot, you better hit; better hit!
why risk it, you’ve been off-slicing your wrist, don’t miss! you shoot, you better hit; better hit!
why risk it, you’ve been off-slicing your wrist, don’t miss! you shoot, you better hit; better hit! why risk it, you’ve been off-slicing your wrist, don’t miss! you shoot, you better hit!
masta k!lla:

“see it’s just another day of the gunspray word play
supernova fahrenheit,  never will you see the light
of brass knuckle knife fights
my symphony, proceed with caution as you enter
there’s none who can match paws with a centipede
you can take the head of jealous, l-st, hate and greed
calm nerves, smoke the best herb
meditation good for the mastermind expansion
let them dilute in tampent, rhyme raw with snarl
make your nose bleed, these words on paper
take shape and form armies that bomb atomic
you’ve been warmed, your family and more your loss a rap wannabe testing a true mc”

masta k!lla x thugzlines hook:

why risk it, you’ve been off-slicing your wrist, don’t miss! you shoot, you better hit; better hit!
why risk it, you’ve been off-slicing your wrist, don’t miss! you shoot, you better hit; better hit!
why risk it, you’ve been off-slicing your wrist, don’t miss! you shoot, you better hit; better hit!
why risk it, you’ve been off-slicing your wrist, don’t miss! you shoot, you better hit; better hit!

k!llah priest:

“i hold big weight, delegate attack
spoken of rap, perform surgery on tracks
my pen is the axe, murder on wax
leave your head slumped in your lap
pumped to your back k!llah priest further the stats
sharpen blades for the darker days
throw a dub like grenades
f— a spark, i want the blaze
yes you call me the k!llah priest the young kings of hop man from the east
yeah, i swing the crowbar eat up you idiots i’m serious and that silliness with guerilla sh–
new brand is the woogoo
is this a toddler? headshot with new screws
shoot everybody i don’t give a f— who is who
when i spit i sink titanics, rippin’ through atlantic
lift up trees from the farest blow of planets
man you cause a bomb to explow, dude!
masta k!lla x thugzlines hook:

why risk it, you’ve been off-slicing your wrist, don’t miss! you shoot, you better hit; better hit!
why risk it, you’ve been off-slicing your wrist, don’t miss! you shoot, you better hit; better hit!
why risk it, you’ve been off-slicing your wrist
don’t miss! you shoot, you better hit; better hit! why risk it, you’ve been off-slicing your wrist, don’t miss! you shoot, you better hit!

cappadonna:

“whether i’m rich or i’m poor i’ma still want more
i be trying to maintain but i’m still hardcore
i be in the streets all day, 4 in the morning
see the thieves all the time i’m ignoring the warning
i’ma hustle hard, n—–, you can hear my hunger
used to be in the madness, yeah i came from under
i’m a project-hill knight and all that fly s—
plus i get it free, i ain’t always gotta buy it
f— y’all n—–s, you ain’t even gotta try it
i’m out in day z, i feel like i’m retired
i’m a family man now, and now i’m the wisest
son play no games i keep an eye on the mizes
lil’ children stay focused, lil’ homies take notes:
real n—–s get paper, never end up in state clothes
never end up in state
real n—–s get paper, never end up in state clothes!”
masta k!lla x thugzlines hook:

why risk it, you’ve been off-slicing your wrist, don’t miss! you shoot, you better hit; better hit!
why risk it, you’ve been off-slicing your wrist, don’t miss! you shoot, you better hit; better hit!
why risk it, you’ve been off-slicing your wrist, don’t miss! you shoot, you better hit; better hit!
why risk it, you’ve been off-slicing your wrist, don’t miss! you shoot, you better hit; better hit!

thugzlines:

russian roulette, like 5 in the chamber i’ll be the last one standing; danger! sharp in the dark, check this art
let’s tear the charts apart
with wu-tang-force
shaolin with black swords
we write parts, attack like white sharks
rocking any party, any house and any night club
now fellas lights up, to our mothership we’re flying up
you can’t even see us, cuz’ your eyes’ shut
you can’t hold us back, you’ll take five shots
full clips, join the wu, no-one fights us can i get a ‘suuu’, the wu is righteous
if you’re f—ing with our crew, then your light’s off!

masta k!lla x thugzlines hook:

why risk it, you’ve been off-slicing your wrist, don’t miss! you shoot, you better hit; better hit!
why risk it, you’ve been off-slicing your wrist, don’t miss! you shoot, you better hit; better hit!
why risk it, you’ve been off-slicing your wrist, don’t miss! you shoot, you better hit; better hit!
why risk it, you’ve been off-slicing your wrist, don’t miss! you shoot, you better hit; better hit!

cappadonna joins the hook as outro:

“why risk it, why risk it?”
“all these cutting and scratchin in the hood, yea!”
“why risk it, you’ve been off-slicing your wrist!”
“man gon’ get nowhere back-biting and fighting!”
“why risk it, why risk it?”
“well that black on black crime, n—– it’s genocide!” “why risk it, you’ve been off-slicing your wrist!
don’t miss! you shoot, you better hit; better hit!”

- thugzlines

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