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deë 2094 - we out'ea كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]:

this is a letter of resignation
from all the rappers that hate me
i spit on powder, make pastry
then give ’em pieces to taste me
i’m sick as sadam husain
when he strapped to a bomb in a plane
and that confrontation i’m hatin’
when rappers bringin’ their faces

i spit on that, i k!ll all that
oscar p. with a cricket bat
when i speed on tracks
never leave ’em half
adrenaline rush when i feed off lads
i’m a sick old rat
that k!lls these cats
try to bite me i leave ’em dead
don’t lead that pack
i hid that that map
ebola sick when i script on pads

i’m aimin’ to be the greatest
i’m raisin’ h_ll on the famous
i’m eatin’ sweets actin’ heinous
i’m shredding (w)rappers and papers
i’m aimin’ a mac 11
and sendin’ rappers to heaven
they called me “k!ller” at 7
i’d even murder the devil…i am
sicker than syphilis, steady spittin’ these lyrics
i’m cancer comin’ closer cacophony k!llin’ your character
k!ller, you are the cadaver
animal, you an amateur
damager, ’bout to massacre
scavengers eat the caecum up

[chorus]:

where the emcees at? (we out’ea)
where my raps kings at? (we out’ea)
where my real fans at? (we out’ea)
ey, this is that other rap
bring it to where the parties’ at

and let ’em know…(we out’ea)
yo, what it is? (we out’ea)
ey, this is that other rap
bring it to where the parties’ at

[verse 2]:

i’m an assassin that’s been assigned to
come snipe you carryin’ a rifle
i fight you like i do rivals
i smite you to homicide
my homie’s aight…
he knows that a little feature might cost ya
my weapons need ’em a holster
whether a knife or a choppa

i go brrr…dadadadada
never really bother
grab ’em by the collar
i got ’em
they never really holla
never hit a bro up
watch me go hotter
i scotch ’em
now everybody watchin’
everybody focused
i go harder, i slaughter
me; i drop proper, show stopper
flow switchin’ choppa

a nuisance to these whack rappers
a true king verbal attacker
my footprint across your face
the coolest lyrical jammer
i splatter lyrics and splash y’all
i heard they were makin’ a special
did it, spittin’ it back to me
god it couldn’t sound whacker
dismantle muscle i’m lethal
don’t carry guns it’s illegal
i’m heavy drugs for the kids
i k!ll everybody on features

they never rhymin’ with me
got flows to drown me a sea
one way i’m xquizit
i f_ck the streets i’m the deë!

[chorus]:

where the emcees at? (we out’ea)
where my raps kings at? (we out’ea)
where my real fans at? (we out’ea)
ey, this is that other rap
bring it to where the parties’ at

and let ’em know…(we out’ea)
yo, what it is? (we out’ea)
ey, this is that other rap
bring it to where the parties’ at

- dee 2094

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