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black manta - first offense كلمات الأغنية

verse 1 [black manta]

i’m just another fat lipped rapper. tryna spit life backwards
gotta get mines after. split hairline, fractures
open new chapters and re-write the thesis
you’re logic is laughter
face facts, i’m facetious
prepare for disaster
you couldn’t believe this
eyes closed. blind fold
blind folks on my t.v. couldn’t see thee’
e-n-d of my pee-pee
hot boxing my teepee
chief my off a blunt, don’t hit me up unless it’s cash or c-nt (uh)
interlock my lyrics
been building blocks, it’s coherent
if so, rock then i would live it
then get a shot, it’s a given (uh)
rock and roll, no guitar
just the drums, keep the beat at large
can’t defeat my sergeants
started in the margins
you’re flow’s lethargic
sluggish, ruggish, to the bone
thug’s pumped up, but ain’t even grown
if my name come up, best believe it’s known
don’t claim the throne, it’s just set in stone

hook [vic smith]

catch me, writhing in red ink
how i strike when the sled swing
bring light to these dead dreams
in spite of my meds, g
they say i’m crazy, maybe
my psyche is sketchy

verse 2 [vic smith]

like, who the f-ck is calling?
this early in the morning
if i catch these dudes slipping, i’m cripping
it’s just a warning (so)
i’m taking they names
breaking they frames
waiting impatient, they snakes in the game
cobras, no trust
the game is getting cold
but, these hearts are even colder
got no warmth in their souls
you petty motherf-ckers ain’t ready for this [?]
keep it heavy undercover
keep it steady with your liver
mind blow your brains out, change style
hey now, same in the aim with the range, but we ain’t foul (slow it down)
hold it down
older flow is doper now
vic smith, nico
rip this beat, so
these cats know we stole the crown

mash-up

[black manta]

the dopest flow stanzas, i spoke out and god answered
that third of lung cancer hurts worse, than curse from the pastor

[vic smith]

so close your eyes, imagine h-ll
back stab, and tragic tales
you decide, do or die
stay dead, and loose yourself

[black manta]

look at them dudes, they mad at us (uh-huh)
i was living by the rules, it ain’t adding up (uh-huh)
i just sharpened my tools, [?] blunt
don’t give a f-ck, i’m never giving up

[vic smith]

what the f-ck, make ’em jump
on the world, they punks
fake -ss dude
i’mma slay that crew
don’t make that move
you way too cool
i’mma break them rules, don’t say too much

- black manta

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