Letras
Shanks, knives, guns and raises, all hell's what I raises
Engages my phases on multiple stages
We writin' the pages for ages, I wage this shit war
When our rage was shot for my phrases
Sorta like a medley of deadly, steadily, readily
Target in your chest, so the blood runs fresh
Who straight out of your artery when was still a part of me
The heart of me, the automy, that's how you get me started, G
It sums my love, my life, my pain, my strife
My girl and my wife so ain't thrown left and right
When flakers try to shake
I'm wiggin', I'm stickin' 'em, lickin' 'em down
I hope my croak go for broken crocus smoke, now how that sound?
'Cause I despise a jigga who figured he's bigger than my baby's figure
So I figure that I do what I'll do to a nigga
Splatter and order breakin' domes upon my songs
'Cause holmes, I gotta jones that's destruction to the bones
'Til the, 'til the, 'til the death's how I did 'em
You know how I did 'em
To the hater throat's, I slit 'em
You know how I did 'em
'Til the, 'til the, 'til the death's how I did 'em
You know how I did 'em
To the hater throat's, I slit 'em
You know how I did 'em
'Til the, 'til the, 'til the death's how I did 'em
You know how I did 'em
To the hater throat's, I slit 'em
You know how I did 'em
'Til the, 'til the, 'til the death's how I did 'em
You know how I did 'em
To the hater throat's, I slit 'em, that's how I did 'em
Questo è dedicato ad ogni fiacco MC
Tipico finto, cacioso baduì
Persi dall'artefice del non ve n'è, riconosci Snef
Se sputa quel qui chi c'è
Quando smisto, freestyle di bella
Ti rimando a scuola col microfono nella cartella
Stilo, Dopa al chilo, quando sfilo
Nessuno può negare che vi ho il pelo
I Messaggeri col vocabolo
Non si tocca, non si ciuccia
Sta a cuccia, tu sei il diavolo
E come sopra suona bene chico, yo