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little vic - raytheon don كلمات أغنية

[intro sample]
you’re through. you hired these mugs, they missed.. now you’re through. if you ain’t out of town by tomorrow, you won’t never leave except in a pine box

[verse: little vic]
in the kitchen drawer you find nice_cutlery
in the contacts might find a mike_huckabee
for slight_f_ckery i’ll risk_my_freedom
i slip_by_demons ..straight_shooter you twist my_meaning
i break thru ya cape_ruiner you can’t_be_a_hero
state_troopers paid by anthony_spero
taste_grouper dipped in burre_blanc
every_bird_comped, you take a dive on eddie_hеarns_prompt, every word a deadly_curb_stomp f_ckеr ..
the feds confiscated_my_fam
when i young so every life case made_him_a_man
every j_ck_ff got tapped even laid_in_the_sand
even the neighboring towns afraid_of_his_hands
mother f_cker
white explorer that ride_high_on_the_bridge
verrazano eaten alive_by_the_caribs
all you rappers say bye_bye to_ya_kids
that’s your fate when you wake with a wise_guy_in_your_fridge
your rhyme_style_is_mid ..
a napalm_bomb, better fly_higher_than_migs
the raytheon_don
middle finger like a baby_arm, way_beyond_thick
family made up of 80_convicts
avion_vic, maybe_tom_brady_palm_sick
put a slap on a pig skin / the goats_getting_roasted
the hoes_getting_ghosted the vocalist_toast to the emotionless, notices from osha_get_posted
to the bulletin_board, no joke no pulling_the_chord
your last name on the bullet_get_scored
i got a slug with ya name on it
now the rug got a brain on it
all your crews got a sammy_a_pieve
better drive don’t even stop for a family_of_geese
good_neighbor pistol whip_intruders
see the handle got a wood_flavor
picking_shooters from zip_recruiter
rarely did i twist_up_buddha
i would sniff_a blue_up
snapple apple mixed_with_goose and victor threw up in the taxi
after that i learned to use a mackie
the capo tend to lose ya in the back seat
used to be an athlete but only hand ball
don’t make me slam k!lla cam blam blam y’all on camera like rand paul
short guy that stand tall you looking at him cross eyed
with no goomara on the side like pork_fried
you can’t borrow my drums this ain’t dance hall
advance on these demoralized bums
my foreign ties from calcutta that cook up brown b_tter
delivered on a catamaran without rutters
the paddle in hands battles be d_mned we fought a duel over who would rule on the spot the javelin landed, its candid
my pride the only thing i had left
only inherited beefs and bad press
only extracted t__th and abscesses
so the goat never speak to the sheep with bad breath
[outro sample]
the violators must be subdued as quickly as possible
and places swept through to find any persons who may be in hiding. the primary responsibility is to control the occupants
the persons unintelligible should be arrested and anyone else found in the area should be kept under control

- little vic

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