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letra de master plan - yungdroproductions

hook: dosia demon
thinking of a master plan
you will never understand
show no love only hatred
late for death at my command
feel the pain it’s never ending
this will be your final warning
evil in the shadows, lurking
in the end, there’s only mourning x2

verse one: kaoz
thinking of breaking you
replacing the fake in you
your screams are compelled to the realms of h-ll where i’m taking you
show signs of an overdose, with the eyes of the comatose
victim of wicked sickness, you won’t ride with the holy ghost
afraid cause i’m the devil, kid this isn’t a fairy tale
cause my hands reap around your neck, cut off air to your cerebellum
a piece to the puzzle, yes you will bleed for this hustle
you sold your soul to satan, you can’t even breathe through his muzzle
you just a fanboy inside a stan, a rookie that’s tryna to dance
but claiming k!lla, i can smell the p-ssy inside your pants
talking all that bullsh-t you’ll get tossed in the final plans
you say you’ll resurrect, well mothaf-cker you’ll die again
that hoe sh-t will never slide
when i show up you better hide
i will catch you slipping, slip the extra clip in the .45
now it’s time for action
hope you look alive, look alive
f-ck that corny sh-t b-tch it’s time to die
swear to god

verse two: fifth element

verse three: omega sin

verse four: k fix
all black with a mac bout to rat a tat a n-gga
latex gloves on like i’m bout to tat a n-gga
when it come to doing the mission, it’s no illusion
i shoot ’em, no hesitance they evident that i’ma catch a n-gga
i don’t give a f-ck if you got a problem that’s harder than calculus
with the cannon in my hand if we test a n-gga
with the fully loaded we putting n-ggas on a stretcher bet i’ma hand him up and he’s taking ammo with you n-ggas
f-ck handing him up, i’ll put the nine in ya gut
you get the plan that’s going down i’ll make you flat in the soil
(?)
you playing p-ssy now my bullets finna dab in them guts
you won’t survive in a bluff
but perpetrating like you been around
if you test me guaranteed this semi make ’em simmer down
in the underground, yeah i get around
lock ’em in the trunk of the crown, body never found
i’m the one to call when you need a job done
throwing the mask and pulling the lace the type i call from

verse five: hurricane

verse six: momentim
see i don’t really know if i should be goin’ as fast as i can
but the beat’s bumpin’ and droppin’ hard like a bag of sand
so i’m drinking a couple of red bulls and i’ll be smashing the cans
spittin’ fire coming up hotter than some pots and pans
and with a little bit of sk!ll i make you p-ss your pants
but it’s all just part of the (master plan)
look at the way that i’m riding the rhythm i’m coming up outta
nowhere with a flow that’ll have you wondering how i’m coming up with the syllables
i’ve never been a criminal, try to keep it to a minimum
but if you talking sh-t i ain’t afraid of getting physical
these other rappers pitiful, and yeah they’re getting p-ssy
but they’re acting like they didn’t find ’em swinging on a stripper pole
and like a fishing pole i keep it reel and i keep it cool just like i’m on the north pole
(skinny dipping in a swimming pool)
i like to mix it up a little, switch up my deliverance
i jump up on an instrumental just to give the listeners a little bit
of what they’re missing every time they listen to the sh-t that i’ve been dissin’, on a mission to exist and with persistence i’m convinced i can make a difference in this business, cause i’ll stick it to the one percenters they won’t know what hit ’em once i build up some momentum then i’m coming to get ’em like i was the devil, through seven gates of h-ll is where i’ll send ’em when i k!ll ’em sh-t is getting detrimental so just let this be a lesson
i’ma get the smith & wesson if you messin with momentim

verse seven: trust tha touch

- yungdroproductions

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