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defciphur - def for days كلمات الأغنية

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[verse 1: ciphurphace]

when it comes to that dope _ it’s gotta be uncut
fiendin’ for a fix _ you only need one drug
that defciphur strain _ even nas will say one love
trapped in these digital webs _ tryin’ to unplug
big pun blood _ old prophet not a young thug
rip drums up _ flowbotic _ get a thumbs up
son what?! _ all your views is from dumb luck
we stay creatin’ from sundown to sunup
sunstruck _ rays beamin’ _ daydreamin’ to come up
face gleamin’ _ phace streamin’ _ sincerely _ love, doug
voice of the unheard _ unseen like a gun tucked
if you ain’t sayin’ nothin’ _ keep them gums shut
def & ciph _ stay connected like nunchucks
rocked the good lifе cafe all the way to the blunt club
hеavy duty like the front struts of a dump truck
good company wit’ my flow _ get ya fun crushed
[hook]

if it feels like you’re crumblin’ and life is a mess
just keep on hustlin’ and fight to the death
we’re sufferin’ _ we’re strugglin’ _ it might be a test
stop the mumblin’ _ say it right from your chest
the world’s already cold _ don’t need no ice on my neck
i got somethin’ to say on that mic that i wreck
i am dope on a track and i’m nice in the flesh
never sell your soul for the price of a check

[verse 2: ciphurphace]

def is a groove thug _ organic like raw metals
ciphur’s the new drug _ we got the dope for your clogged vessels
audio euphoria _ tone is of god levels
phace is a warrior _ summoned to stomp devils
write to the last ounce of ink _ every verse’ll be def for days
sn_tchin’ the crowns of kings _ you heard of me _ check the wave
these artists are out of sync like mercury retrograde
these rappers ain’t down to think _ herbs to me _ just a phase
every bar _ flames and i’m ill like infirmaries set ablaze
phaced god bring doom _ a third of me _ metal face
deep below the sediments _ fight like the plight of coretta
yeah _ that’s where you’ll find the evidence like michael perretta
sauce man _ chopstick keeper _ burnin’ like a toxic fever
the god spit ether _ more bars than ras kass and royce wit’ a locksmith feature
microphone _ turntables _ mpc _ old vinyl
every single expression from the soul’s vital…
{cuts}

[hook]

if it feels like you’re crumblin’ and life is a mess
just keep on hustlin’ and fight to the death
we’re sufferin’ _ we’re strugglin’ _ it might be a test
stop the mumblin’ _ say it right from your chest
the world’s already cold _ don’t need no ice on my neck
i got somethin’ to say on that mic that i wreck
i am dope on a track and i’m nice in the flesh
never sell your soul for the price of a check

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