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duela - the realists ft deeohh كلمات الأغنية

[intro]

“duela, got my homie deeohh…”

“yeah. winnipeg in the f-cking building
ha! they want some realist sh-t?
ok, here we go then.”

“turn me up , turn me up , turn me up!”

“exercize musik”

[hook x2]

“ah, we the realist out here
yall ain’t never heard some real sh-t out yet
keep it 100,we the truth outlets
we the illest out here
start a war and chop legs
for these rappers ah..”

[verse 1: duela]

“yeah,yall lads are learning a lesson
i’m at that system that curses
rappers are barely projecting
i’m blasting heads with these bombs
i live a mark and evolve
your kind is getting destroyed
i hope you getting protection
showing some p-ssion for battles
and call in some back up for war
defend your base with some soldiers
we penetrating your walls
100% is aggression , 0 comp-ssion for yall
don’t ever call me a rapper, i’m lyrical pastor
i always enter, i..
over power my churches
not allow any purchase of help
i show no mercy, i’m pr-cking yall like a cactus
yall suckers even deserve it
barely touching the surface
i bet you getting involved
i’m setting these deadly bombs.. will blow your b-lls
step back before you off, and they pop..
yeah , yall never heard me i’m dee the duela
i last for ever , i’ll never get dropped
i’m destined to battle. i’m bound to be strong
i’m ill to the core. i own a high score and sh-t.”

[hook x2]

[verse2:deeohh]

“yeah
heres my two cents like its change out the pocket
don’t be all bitter when your sweeter then chocolate
your acting like a b-tch when you get in the gossip
but you talking real sh-t when the dees is the topic
dee duela n’ deeohh and one hundreds the credo
latinos in labido at me and my amigo
my egos evel knievel your buzz be all placibo
torpedo ya f-ckin e-hole like solo did to greedo
convinced muhf-ckas? if not then prepare to be
ain’t no bull sucka come close to compare to me
my claritys a rarety, make ya think carefully
challenging the mind, what mainstreams scared to be
repeating off each other like a buncha petty parakeets
excuse my parody (parroty) but it’s terribly embarr-ssing
i’m giving back to real fans, hiphop charity
following words like i’m giving them some therapy. ”

[outro]

“the realists
yeah
deeohh
let it play out, uh”

- duela

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