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cusa – breaking bad كلمات اغاني

[verse 1: cusa]
lightning bolt
strike a motherf_cker down with something i have wrote
try another burning rubber till you find my flow
just some other stutter brothers ’bout to cut up in the gutters
till i come up from the struggle with a frightening choke
and i put you down
pen explodes and i run the town
watch the throne, b_tch, i’m al capone
i’m impalpable until i’m out the show

i just know that’s how we roll
you just know impossible
real ones know the game is cold
’till we fall we just can’t uphold

eating competition like a cannibal
soon, i’m the only one to stan at all

see you just the kind of b_tch to minus
my attempts to silence just your highness
you the guest in my land so try this
guess you just the first to find this
yes, you’re not the last who ran away

(instrumental)
[verse 2: embis]
i grip the pen, then i lose control
like a sip of hen, or a few of patrón
riding in the benz, then i move off road
i might hit something, but assume i won’t
no predicting it: what the future holds
i’m continuing, if i do or don’t
it’s not victimless if you grew to blow
when you in to win, f_ck the dudes who don’t

i spit the sh_t that makes you “ooh” and “oh”
like your witnessing a floating ufo
man, i’ve been through it, which you soon to know
won’t be cryptic then, it’s in unicode

not no fiction spit, let the truth be told
ain’t no figment, it ain’t the truman show

say your big in this, i’m thinking you misspoke
your oldest written is f_cking two months old
not a spitter b_tch, and you as woke
as a feminist who just blew some smoke
hope i’m getting it right through your skull
never quitting this, till i’m blue and cold
i would slit my wrists before you could choke me
if it’s hit or miss, i’m not shooting low
and i’ve spitting this all to behold my name

- cusa

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