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godfather don - gnosis كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]
who got the fever? get your medicine
spit sh_t that’s spit up, less the specimen
weak mcs not repinin’ him or lettin’ them survive
one verse, be gone like letterman
challengers never win, my will never end
my sk!lls malevolent, that mean you hesitant

you could rap that fast sh_t, i trap that ass quick
with lyrical enigmas ____, go figure
you just mc, i touch md
mad damage on wack tight, you rest in peace
each releasе, damages increase
as i unlеash more heat than these new york streets
spit flame like a ancient beast
no relief for a sh_tty loose leaf not fit for beats
get broke like barring up against batist’
i design each verse to leave your ass deceased

[hooks]
hope for the hopeless, take notice
the dopest givin’ you a taste, stay focused
i know your head wanna nod but hold it
till the next sixteen bring the gnosis
hope for the hopeless, take notice
the dopest givin’ you a taste, stay focused
i know your head wanna nod but hold it
till the next sixteen bring the gnosis
[verse 2]
i’m one step beyond twilight zone
chiller, all that classic sh_t but much realer
my beat beat yours and my rhymes is iller
see i keep deep thoughts like a kinda k!lla
release c4 in my lines
have you head bop till you pop the spine
on the floor tryna hit the wine
and get it one more time
like one of my exes knocked off the checklist
wreck sh_t like irma did to texas
suplex the text with the solar plexus
behold the nexus of quotes that no type of flow can mess with
i smoke ya guest list, my savoir faire get a ten to stare
think about the affair, all the wear and tear
on that derriere, yeah you could try to prepare
but it’s like cliff jumpin’ so you still got fear

gfd, rap practitioner
bang you with a bar, bizarre, that sinister
nothing here basic, trace it and gaze upon the sick figure
you rap ____ is faced with
spit sixteen and make the fate quit
they rather flip burgers and get murdered
lyrically with all sorts of sh_t
i spit from the lip like a clip, you hip?
it’s the intellectual, un_wreck_able, this delectable medical kit
unforgettable like nat king cole and natalie cole
it’s assault and battery cold, master me? no
that’ll be a laugh and a half
when you won’t survive the math or the aftermath you ass

- godfather don

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