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mach-hommy & tha god fahim - rolf beeler كلمات الأغنية

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[verse 1]

[interlude]

[verse 2: tha god fahim]
blow the dust off the snub nose
i’m pullin’ up just to bless ya spot
ancient bullets in the ceiling get a tet-n-s shot
measure watts, so much heat
it could melt to rock
show ya face and get slapped wit’ a meltin’ pot
left hand on the holy tablet
you rushed him with the maggots
catch a boy invested in the tragic
ain’t no comp-ssion
when my axe be swingin’
enchanted with the heart of two demons
we shop at 4 seasons
devour your whole legion
don’t tolerate treason (no)
you violate we get even
you talk a lot of ryhme without reason
i left him in the pond not breathin’
i’m like bishop with machine guns
i let off twelve from the bushes he caught a mean one
in ways i feel cursed
i tuck the pistol like a school shirt
i’m hip hop shout out kool herc
i let the bull squirt
so much flame out the muzzle
scorchin’ scene is something like the klan work
explosive ammo
you seen ya man burst
ayo the god is the worst
yeah..

spin you like a doo….

- mach hommy tha god fahim

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