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letra de new jack - vega7 the ronin x body bag ben

i don’t care who you line up in front of me
you want to talk about violence?
violence to you might be pushing behind a figure for violence
to me, is taking a can of gas and pouring it on you and setting you on fire, like me or not
i didn’t come up here to be like, i came up here to get paid
and whoever you put in front of me, i’m going to chop it down, get ready to blow your mouth, because we going to set this place on fire

[verse:]
at this rate, they going to book me for summerslam matches
got mе looking like a younger mark calloway when hе slammed the casket
hundred thousand hours of writing
i put this hand through press
unique physics reed richards i’m mr fantastic strike, this everlast heavy bag and both my hands fractured
training like you money mayweather raised out of grand rapids
the devil won’t allow damage to happen
point blank pistol aimed at my skull
the universe jammed the ratchet
handgun attachment, (shock) anaphylactic (right)
your heart don’t stand a chance
them shots at anderson packard
[my ??] to this catfish, my patients show up, but your lives are shorter
should i be leading all these lambs to their final slaughter?
diving in the water like a snorkel?
i hold my breath for ten minutes
they come back when malaysia airlines flights
[recorder??], read my lyrics on paper
can cause a sight disorder
sh-t like staring at the high beams on the flying saucer
i was taught the science of chakra became a [??]
moreover, jesus was a carpenter
satan must be an iron fortune
it’s the shin0bi with fatal chidori lightning aura
black hole iris and cornea
my eyes have light absorbers
watch me snipe out the corner like kyle korver
no country for old man when you life decided with a flying quarter
back when holyfield survived that bite
it’s the tyson harper split your head open and smack the cup man of your fight
what’s a kia sol to a cayenne porsche?
this sh-t is like michael jordan versus michael porter
force overtime, stop shooting and let you tie the scorer ’em
outta slight boredom embarrassing y’all for five quarters
suppressor fired on the corner like your life more than spinning prodigy with it
havoc silent i’m a quiet storm
[boy with knife ??]
your face looking like sliced up cannibal k!ller got your head cooking inside this rice swamp
back to back punches
had to go?
so both arms shake
that’s to my whole palm pre welterweight
who got that gold on waste
it’s tommy hearns and martin payne. broken skull
you better throw on steak
this that life and times jay up on that whole song. tick
they got me on my ignorance
sh-t i feel like soak. andre
mike is the head i been traveling at a photon rate
be dusting them n-ggas out the blocks i feel like yohan blake

everywhere we ever went, we didn’t beat people until we got tired of being
then one day somebody said, well, we know somebody you hadn’t beat yet
i said, who?
i don’t beat brothers that have been jail for murder
i don’t beat brothers that’s never been in jail for stealing cars
never had they been in a fight
i’m talking about an eye gouging, hair pulling t–th in, knocked out fight with no room
they hadn’t been in there yet
get in here with me
i don’t consider them chopped up because they got to survive this blood that they gon get. but the

- vega7 the ronin x body bag ben

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