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letra de fbi - void (rapper)

[intro]
(gosha)
(k!llheem are you mad?)

[chorus]
okay, now call me undercover, b-tch, i’m on my fbi sh-t
missile launcher in my f-cking pocket like i’m isis
gta city, yeah, you know that’s where my vice is
one full-auto clip is all i need to cause a crisis
thermal scope informant, go and tell me where his eye is
red beam on his body goin’ determine when his life ends
talking ’bout my money but you broke and you got no bands
isolated in my f-cking ice, i ain’t got no friends

[verse 1]
okay, now call me undercover, b-tch, i’m doin’ my thang
and ho i’m blazing down yo block, i’m putting dirt on this paint ([?])
i took a detour on the e-way, b-tch, i’m switchin’ the lane ([?])
i’m gettin’ money, little dummy, heard you still grabbin’ chains ([?])
this sh-t a push start, pedal to the metal, then i go hard (wait)
no cards, b-tch just hit my line up for some goyard (hmm)
go far, clocked 97 in a go-cart (brr)
blowhards, b-tch, we strapped tighter than the death star (let’s go)
yeah, b-tch, we back at again
and, you can pray to any god, but you ain’t making amends
and, if you ask me who the prod i told ’em gosha the man
i got a hundred f-cking traumas and i’ll live ’em again
ayy ayy, and, b-tch, i know that they don’t like me
burner on my back with a laser and a bright beam
for any f-ckin’ sh-tter tryna diss me in this rap scene
i’ll have yo ass runnin’ like a 30 in a pc
[chorus]
okay, now call me undercover, b-tch, i’m on my fbi sh-t
missile launcher in my f-cking pocket like i’m isis
gta city, yeah, you know that’s where my vice is
one full-auto clip is all i need to cause a crisis
thermal scope informant, go and tell me where his eye is
red beam on his body goin’ determine when his life ends
talking ’bout my money but you broke and you got no bands
isolated in my f-cking ice, i ain’t got no friends

[verse 2]
yeah, when i got that sh-t inside my hands, i’m omnipotent (yea)
for a cold world filled with murderers and heathens ([?])
take one f-cking dip and you gon’ drown inside the deep end ([?])
everybody barking for the beef until you feed them
all my life, i’m runnin’, but i’m tired of playing defense
they ask me why i’m crazy, i just haven’t found my peace yet
they ask me why i’m angry, i’m just tired of all the beatings
f-ck these cold nights, i’ve been freezing every evening

[outro]
(gosha)
(k!llheem are you mad?)

- void rapper

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