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letra de head to hades - tobe nwigwe

[intro: tobe nwigwe]
ooh
yeah
mm-mm
you ready? look

[verse 1: tobe nwigwe]
could crack, could crack, could crack, that’s what my boss is
could never play me for ho-ho-ho, i peep the clauses
my whole set is down to throw it up, but we not nauseous
and i got big drip, big splash and whatever else out the false set
yeah, it get slippery ’round a big splasher
yo’ ‘hood fill a whole bunch of sombreros, big cappers
i’m good with my cornea on a sparrow, when it get crit, tackle
but my ‘hood keep a bag of sticks like a scarecrow, wig sn-tchers
ooh, guard your head top, head top
serpent slidin’ by your ankles, plottin’ leg locks, leg locks
been here ten toеs in the gravel, but i ain’t from bedrock
guard your brеad chop, your yeast rise, most thieves eyes deadlock on all your treasure
most measure man’s worth, but what brings pleasure?
i endeavor to add some feathers on the wings of those transgressors that feel lesser
they can’t quite apply the pressure to the esophagus of the oppressor
i hope my bars are intercessin’ to end the efforts of all you little devils
[chorus: tobe nwigwe]
yeah, go to h-ll
hey, lil’ devil, go to h-ll
huh, all you devils, go to h-ll
you think you know me well, but go to h-ll, yeah

[verse 2: royce da 5’9″]
t’challa business, radiation through a microwave
what y’all have witnessed is aviation through a tidal wave
i get paid then i just iced a jacob like the ice-capade
francis cress welsing, isis papers replaced by bible page
huh, cried through wedding and hire my wife, you bridal maid
frankie beverley singin’ my angry medley through a cybermaze
huh, so guard your head top, head top
this is pressure, pressure in the form of a headlock, headlock, huh
huh, and this where my n-ggas done hustle, police patrollin’ the freeway
woah, this is for nipsey hussle, holy theologian, c-day
them snakes is essin’, play your position like kobe and d-wade
old school ’64 sittin’ in mint condition, like tobe nwigwe
go to h-ll

[chorus: tobe nwigwe]
yeah, go to h-ll
hey, lil’ devil, go to h-ll
huh, all you devils, go to h-ll
you think you know me well, but go to h-ll, yeah
[bridge: foggieraw & tobe nwigwe]
ayy, ayy, ayy
brrt, brrt, ayy, h-llo, is this god?
(yo, this him) well, i’ll be d-mned, what’s up, god?
i got nothin’ to say, yeah, what’s up, god?
what’s up, god? huh, what’s up, god?
brrt, brrt, ayy, h-llo, is this god for real?
(yo, this him) i’ll be d-mned, what’s up, god?
what should i say if the devil call?
what should i say if the devil ever call? (hey)

[chorus: foggieraw]
go to h-ll, uh huh, go to h-ll, ayy
go to h-ll, uh, uh, go to h-ll, ayy (now you say it)
go to h-ll, uh, uh, go to h-ll, ayy
go to h-ll, uh, uh, go to h-ll, ayy (now you say it)
go to h-ll, uh, uh, go to h-ll, ayy
go to h-ll, uh, uh, go to h-ll, ayy (now you say it)
go to h-ll, uh, uh, go to h-ll, ayy
go to h-ll, uh, uh, yeah, yeah, go to h-ll

- tobe nwigwe

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