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letra de ktm grime - yama buddha

[verse]
mandem wanna talk sh-t
but never listen the perfect definition of what a fool is
a ruler yama buddha the rudest
i always end up winning when i lose it, mad temper
can’t read the tracks off a cd like a bad sector
i’m deep like lazy, bring heat like crazy, the beat like ya baby, mother’s life, i wrecked her
poor shots, bad director
you hope to be dope could never cope with the pressure
i’m bringing back the crack the rap resurrector
allow it! i’m fresher
if it’s on i break bones you go home on a stretcher
yes, sir! that’s how i do
coming at ya straight outta kathmandu
think before you risk it, don’t get it twisted
y’all pigs sick ’cause of swine flu
mind you! the most wanted
plus the flow is so supersonic
headed for the summit, yeah, it’s ironic
anything to everything you dream i done it
yeah! i’m on it
you think you the guy but you miss when you try
real talk! ain’t done sh-t in ya life
all that you been spitting are lies
ya vision is f-cked up like d-ck in ya eyes
i’m elegant, equipped with required elements
the most definite to make you sink like sediments
i meditate over the beat ’til i levitate elevated to the peak
celebrate better state 7 days of the week, a renegade never late generating the heat
demonstrate better ways to resonate the spit, relegate, decimate the best in the bizz
a delegate renovating the sh-t, never hesitate, devastate while taking a p-ss
look! we shut down the best of parties
don’t like me? i’m ya girls best artist
while you ain’t making a move, you parking
i push ignition like sash car key (karki)
yb on a beat and it’s over
yb acapella, still over
bring heat like squeezing a toaster
feed on mcs like an eating disorder
get deeper than the navy be
couldn’t suck if i wanted like a baby bee
you bound to fall off like baby t–th
’cause writing a verse takes you 80 weeks
and still all you rap is abc
couldn’t spit sick with rabies please
and since ya b-tch got laid by me
i heard now you guys barely speak
sh-t! you ain’t a match
tryna change the fact that you lame and wack
d-ckriding too much got ya -n-s packed
flames i rap off the top ’til my brains is ash
look! i come alive in the night time
go hard like the f-ck of a lifetime
rock the show as you watch from the sidelines
run the underground flow like a pipeline
use my mind kinda like einstein
on a doper addiction than white lines
i thought ya crew warned you with a high sign
i get more viewers than prime time

- yama buddha

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