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letra de rich soil - zeroh

[intro]
it’s absolutely dynamite
oh yeah?
take that name, train that jaw
shake that chain, claim that wall
bake that brain, break that fall
snake that game, son we sane, that’s all
take that name, train that jaw
shake that chain, claim that wall ninja
bake that brain, break that fall
snake that change, mother f-cker we sane, that’s all

[verse 1]
(how you feeling)
the whole squad co chilling at the rally
really ain’t villains we act silly and dilly dally
make meaning, yeah
give in, couldn’t cut it
well i should of but
should of shut it down, crown flooded
blood bubble erupts structure
my subtle touch hollow out twin towers, liquefy ruble
tell you about temples of stick and break facades
so many with intention frame by flame
broil shame kebabs
but we in it, woah
we robbing that [?]
cop appear mere, working lotus to the dumb gods
flip [?] like truth in the hand seals
form switch dorm
get loose while the fan’s fill, swarm

[verse 2]
woah, your average joe speak mad [?]
got alone go hard on the floor
swift hit like nighty night, i’m dough boy
dozed off a blow dart
gods that our heart mind shine up
eye’s white, iris in the sky
[?] shipping sirens, no bias to buy
i ain’t finna stay where the leaves came to die
i can’t call a cold winter sun, some of y’all suck
trying to take care but you don’t give a f-ck
super in supple supply
double double or nothing on how cheese further complicate the lie
nature is simple in shape don’t just cross the line
respect in a section of pedestrian pie
walks of life in valleys of death
old alley cat couldn’t scratch my fresh step, i
crept through catacombs to conquer mad dupes cuh
the cootie covered tubby dub, our knuckles had enough for you
mess the puppies off the push to the parade he in
toughing out the roughyin, saving on my circadian
skated after a faded from chris clouds up on the stadium
alienated subconscious dark call verbatim (yeah)
yeah they heads of you now
lift or miss, steady bow
heaven ain’t for dead i read
life of confetti, pow
and any village locking chakra in the tourists
not how we do like jesus he antic-p-te the j- (get ready)
hi is the mood there, wet like chakazoolu
peace leave the nation, got the new crew in the hoopty hoo
we crooked doing work service with the smirk of virgins
earnestly to perpetrate the murder
courtesy of silent k!ller cold
we the coldest in this city, owed
the souls, young, hunger with a [?]

- zeroh

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