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letra de vunnel tission - tyranus kong

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i’m talking the talent to teach
top all the trash i am having em leave
tactical rapping i watch all the madness
be conscious adapt and i slaughter the thieves

y?
they’re yellow and selling our grief
yelling obscenities relative ease
for their relatives yet it is me
and my brethren seeking perfection
that messes with peace

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you insane?
pardon me part of my brain is an artist a part is deranged
plotting my plays harvest the markers to make something monstrous
honor thy blade

aye!
you made a mistake when you came here
don’t make the mistake and display fear
i’ve been sitting and waiting for 8 years
to go literal apesh-t and shake peers

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nubian nutrients popping
you intrude get the nooses involved then
while you’re stupid and looping your problems
i’m coming with the nuclear option for

u!
under the view of the market
lunging uncensored i move in the darkness
when i’m hungry i chew on guitar picks
still unamused with the musical garbage

s!
shock em make a mess
with sockets vacant set your watches take a second
say that i’m your sergeant sit and take a rest

it’s kong!
i think you knew all along
imbuing the fission when fusing with bombs
unusually gifted a student with charles xavier
but humans were doing us wrong

kong!
im proving your hubris is wrong
doing my duty improving the art
improving the blueprint consume and evolve
and produce something new so the studio knocks

i is intelligent
b cause i’m blessed
rming my
armies we
h u instead
engaged and
erect we
mangle the rest

don’t mess with my name or i’m breakin’ ya necks

here comes the tunnel vision
undercut but dumb persistent
knuckle up and f-ck your feelings
blunderbussing puncture piercing
run amok with bucks appearing
something like i’m hunting deer it’s
doe for funds and wonder years
so lump the sum and tuck it near
they’re thunderstruck the one appeared
it’s me no undercutting
i’ve come with gumption to stun my peers
no stumbling nothing humble here

(chorus) 4x
it’s tyr-n-s though
i rap where the bananas grow

it’s tyr-n-s go and scatter little antelope
i rap where the bananas grow
i spat my prose for practice flow
immaculate i’ll have you know
i go bananas g-ssing my flatulence have pot-ssium
rancid it’s packed with p-ssion though

likely from my habit of burning rappers like adipose
too lavish choking down this whacker rapper c-sserole
leave these cats alone! they had to go enact the trash they wrote
me i’m mister mansa the standard while still am-ssing gold

send em packing home
have em abandon hope

- tyranus kong

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