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letra de boom bap mondays - undrovth

(stazi)

from the top, we take it from the top
from the top, from the top
from the top, we take it from the top
that b-tch, she give me top
while she’s taking off her top

(mica)
-audible laughter-
(stazi)
-audible laughter-

-cough- (ha, ha)

said i’m a bad guy
shippuden hitting them with the hand signs
symbolic the way i wrote syllables for the franchise
unk!llable, villainous with a bad vibe
throw a bit of shade and i’m blowin’ up like a landmine
i’m the f-cken man, that’s the sh-t they already knew
take my f-cken hand and we skipping it to the loo
beating up the p-ssy and leaving it with a bruise
leave ‘em in the blues and them b-tches don’t got a clue

(rickfean)
this jiggy ricky looking fly in all yellow
the squad going hard on the mic, i be like “get ‘em”
pedal to the metal, heavy hits on steroids
riding till we ballin’ in this b-tch like ye-woah!
working hard, playing hard, making sure we living right
spontaneity to the max – you can bet on that
don’t be mistaken, all my lyrics poking souls
punching holes and then sinking in mind – fully mellow

(cvsh da kid)
prosper with laughter, exceeding all the chatter
my minds progressing ‘cause it be mind over matter
as life gets better i get closer to masters
ain’t no pastors that can fathom all my actions
the saddle flips when unraveling all the maddest hits
a paddled sitch with the motivation for longest lived
the more you live you seem to come to know the truth
so just know i ain’t judging it, i come and run this b-tch – and smoke the hits
(lsn)
master flow, tweaking hoes, make the dough
gotta make the cream ‘cause i can’t get this dose
f-ck these hoes, i’m with the bros
i let loose when i switch up the monotone
ain’t no synthetic, i’m uo authentic
i hype up beats when it gets so kinetic
you’d think it’s genetics
imma mc doctor, done the diagnostic
fill up my cone piece, elevate me to the cosmic

(puka)
bibady-bobady-crack
back up – back up
as i twist my fingers i’ma throw them in the air
yeah
westside is riding tonight and you dont want this smoke cause we ready to fight
pow
now you’re gonna hit the ground, i be laughing so loud cause you’ve backed up now
haha
know your place before i test your jaw
call me “mike myers” when i break through your door

(chief m.a)
hustle every time
think of syllables to rhyme off
coming back in style
‘cause you know you came a mile off
undrovth, that’s the bros
independent, made the pros
independent with the hoes, grandiose, adiós
how you ask a dealer to roll a joint? (you don’t.)
if you wanna smoke learn that sh-t on your own
getting stoned with the boys making history
when i spit, you thought wizardry’s – turn my misery to victory

- undrovth

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