letra de voldemort - young ghost
ghost is back and i’m on the attack
cold heart bomb squad that’s where it’s at
caps on the track and i’m smoking a sack
so if you wanna battle bring a booster pack
insane how you came for a scrimmage
straight in the ribcage pain when i hit it
came with the lyrics and an eighth of a spirit
hit an eighth of the wicked now i’m blatantly in it
i k!ll flows with no remorse
way i go shoulda given me a vodafone award
i don’t get caught, so i don’t go to court
don’t say my name on the track like voldemort
x2
that thing you said that’s an old retort
shame your bars are akin to a t-rd
you think you’re hard and i think it’s absurd
sh-t with words get ripped on the verse
got spirit like it’s from church
got spirits its liquid courage
p-ssed off cos your b-tch is luggage
might injure you quick like sturridge
might laugh cos your sh-t sounds rubbish
nah save that for when you kick that bucket
lick a man down when lickman cometh
nick mans pound like i nicked mans nuggets
smoking a spliff and i love it
ernest rutherford – keep it a hunnit
when i take shots i normally gun it
i’m gun i’ll gun a man down like a turret
don’t talk sh-t, i just think it
keep bringing these lyrical king hits
you’re a d-ckhead like bill english
i’m kiwi but i’m still english
if you wanna clash then bring it
you could prepare for a year and i know i’ll still win this
got a dj that’ll spin hits
and a powerade bottle for my spin hits
don’t pay for software like winzip
ever since young always been a wizz kid
don’t matter that i take my brain and shrink it
half these mcs thicker than pig sh-t
spitting on the riddim is addictive
just like a little kid learning a kickflip
i’ma pick a drink up sink it
then sink it to the head of a pigsh-t
did a fat set bet ya missed it
made the crowd break stuff like limp bizkit
you’ll get hit with a millwall brick kid
you’ve grown up but you’re still all sh-t kid
don’t wanna chat about weight cos i lift it
don’t wanna chat about weight cos i move it
i don’t wanna chat about sorry for the wait like anybody’s waiting for my music
i’d rather chat about gigs and battles
cops and robbers that’s pigs and cattle
whole lotta snitches, t-ttle tattles
get pulled up and they t-ttle tattle
don’t really do this big but i dabble
your songs tell me you’re sh-t at scrabble
riding around i’m back in the saddle
talk about history i’m in the annals
talk about mystery how do i do it?
pound of the boof in the boot of a buick
bag of the white in the sole of my nikes
i got more bars than a steward
this one here is a cl-ss act
i’ll put your -rs- on the tarmac
so back off with your hard act
you’re not hard cos you wear a hard hat
man a get bat hard with a hard bat
i’ll come out swinging on a large axe
aim for the chest where your heart at
can’t touch this don’t try harm that
man a get bat hard with a hard bat
aim for your neck where the lard at
try jack a mic while i rap
get thrown into the pit like sarlac
i k!ll flows with no remorse
way i go shoulda given me a vodafone award
i don’t get caught, so i don’t go to court
don’t say my name on the track like voldemort
x2
you a cat that’s fat like freddie
i’ll drop your weight yeah that’s quite heavy
aim my sm58 steady
spit fire burn my heart and take rennies
young g i’m a man of the people
k!ll a crowd with a jam that’s lethal
watch over the game like a eagle
kung fu kicking it steven segal
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