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letra de torro - vi seconds

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[verse 1]
yo
everywhere that i be steppin’
i hear n-gg-s bullsh-tin’
bout how they lettin’ sh-t off
and poppin a full clip and
that typa sh-t said often
by lames tryna play a role
i play a role, i bench warm
i’m never known for playin’, ho
steady on my playa sh-t
never kept a save, ho
in this game i shake the sh-t
better known to break a ho’s back
learn the name is vi
out here sn-tchin’ every mo
meant that when i said that sh-t
now watch that as i erase the show
leavin the game in hold
now that i got outta my zone now
woah now
k!llin’ with syllables and these pr-nouns
slow down? nah
this is a different show now
these squares don’t wanna dance
i’m always ready to hoedown
nothin’ you can hold down
profound
i’m the hidden gem
(unintelligible) profound
bars that will emulate
droppin cars through a whole crowd
of onlookers as i’m on stage
kickin his old brow
so loud, the reactions go
as i’m blowin’ a cloud wit a hand to go
backstage broads sayin that i’m handsome though
i don’t pay mind, i just get my cash and go
i’m landmine, stepped on, i’ll blast til i blow
so sick, i cough harder than a jab to the throat
yo favorite rapper, forget em
i guarantee you’ll regret em
once you meet i
anybody deny
tell ’em they could

[chorus]
miss me with that bullsh-t!
(miss me with that bullsh-t!)
i said, miss me with that bullsh-t!
(miss me with that bullsh-t!)
i said, miss me with that bullsh-t!
(miss me with that bullsh-t!)
i said, miss me with that bullsh-t!
torro to that bullsh-t!

[verse 2]
yeah
take note, you see and a flow sees it
an animal, runnin’ loose in the four seasons
cannibal, i’m leavin’ my foe seasoned
hannibal, they friends on the floor bleedin’
mandible releasin’ cannon smoke
about war, release my cans will smoke
sleep on me, guaranteed i’ll stomp your dreams and verbally sn-tch your hopes
yeah
i’m a threat to all
i walk in, a-bomb that you settin’ off
i step on ya stage, take ya setting off
and that’s me calm, watch when i set sh-t off
i sly, a fox the (unintelligible)
it don’t matter, bear hands, our weapons armed
with that sh-t that you talk up, you betta draw
cause i’m in the biz of making you regret it all, uh
yeah
i’m about it boy
kickin it raw ’til my pockets measure mountains, boy
spittin’ it hard, hittin’ ya jaws ’til you botida boy
no matter how much you multiply
you won’t add to the boy
yeah
b-st-rd, lyrically i’m hazmat
my delivery’s a simile for m-th-f-ckin anthrax
whateva you got in ya pockets, betta p-ss that
you ain’t got no money? where yo cash at?
n-gg- you could

[chorus]
miss me with that bullsh-t!
(miss me with that bullsh-t!)
i said, miss me with that bullsh-t!
(miss me with that bullsh-t!)
i said, miss me with that bullsh-t!
(miss me with that bullsh-t!)
i said, miss me with that bullsh-t!
torro to that bullsh-t!

[verse 3]
yeah
now let me slow it down
show you why i should hold a crown
the illest of mankind
i’ll shove a sock down ya open mouth
new york? i hold it down
opponents better withold the sounds
my fists are like boulders now
i’ll knock all of ya molars out
it’s over now, i ain’t have to choose to hold a pound
actin’ like you holdin’ weight?
b-tch you couldn’t hold a pound!
i’ll hold ya town, crush it with my thumb and put my foot in yo -ss
it’s vi the demigod, you’ll never see me sugar yo -ss
i’m cookin’ yo -ss, you bookin’ it fast
b-tch no rapper, gun clapper, run yo f-ckin facebook, it’s gon last
my hook and my jab
will introduce yo foot to your abs
in brooklyn i’m zapped
to the new school i’m the crook in my cl-ss
i’m in the cut like sicilian slices
givin’ a f-ck never, been spittin’ venom since diapers
see, i don’t do love
just dishin’ d-ck and don’t wife ’em
’bout combat, they swing, miss
i swiftly strike ’em, uh
let it breathe…
i’m sayin’
i had to talk my sh-t
but it ain’t just talk, i can walk my sh-t
and while i’m walkin’ i’m runnin’ sh-t
never catchin’ me stumblin’
this for every n-gg- that hawks my sh-t
this for every n-gg- that got somethin to say
’bout the moves i be makin’ and the words that i say
’bout the clothes that i rock and the sh-t that i be on
i will never give a f-ck about a f-ckin’ peon
this the only time you ever gonna get my attention
any record that you make is gon get f-ckin peed on
ya mixtape cover’s what i break weed on
so begone, i’ll be around for eons!
n-gg- you could

[chorus]
miss me with that bullsh-t!
(miss me with that bullsh-t!)
i said, miss me with that bullsh-t!
(miss me with that bullsh-t!)
i said, miss me with that bullsh-t!
(miss me with that bullsh-t!)
i said, miss me with that bullsh-t!
torro to that bullsh-t!

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