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mr. liqz - fully automatic كلمات الأغنية

[intro]

ak-47 automatic when i flow
(yeah) like an ak-47 automatic when i flow (i didn’t catch that)
like an ak-47 automatic when i flow
(it’s like a what?) like an ak-47 automatic when i flow (oh sh-t)

[verse 1]
ak-47 automatic when i flow i got a fully loaded clip and i’m ready to buck a shot off
godd-mn gun jam click clack toss that kliuchnikov
i should have gotten me a sawed off
buck shots all up in the chamber danger
my little bang bang insane its not safe here
i’m the type of mother f-cker you don’t want to beef with got the devil in my veins
blood rain ain’t no faith here
me? i don’t want to be the one to put you into the hospital
in critical condition but i tell you right now
you people with a k!ller light let’s make ya
dissapear like i was a magician
and i don’t really give a f-ck for you, and i know deep down you don’t give a f-ck for me
so you better not put your trust in me you dont want me in your company
i’m ugly (cannibal)
you don’t want to come and try to get between a dog and a bone
i put your mother f-ckin body all up inside of a body bag
and bury you concreate up under my home you better leave it alone
im devil on a whole nother level im takin the throne makin it home makin my name known
the home throne theres a demon inside of me fully grown
exoskeleton callin it home

[chorus] x2

if words were weapons id be a fully automatic
let me off the chain any target let me at it
white boy causin white noise and bring static
click clack the hammer c-ck back

[verse 2]

anybody want to come and dance with the devil
with a shovel mother f-cker put you six feet down
chokin coughin throwin on top of the coffin (?) six feet under the ground
look at the klown runnin around
maniac ain’t he a maniac stay im ready to mat-tecate the m-ss crusade
i dont need to contimplate and calulate my men are gonna hatch your weight (?)
slash your weight incompasitate(?) ready to get done
doing what i got to do i guerilla another victim
sh-t son, who woulda thought i beat em
once they peace about it i got inside their mind eye
tried once to be the good guy failed
mother f-cker freight train full steam to rail
half man animal
once trouse the tail
devil up inside of me comin out of his sh-ll
any battle with a k!lla for real the f-ckin devil
send a verbal automatic of me diminishining everyone
(how this mother f-cking thing under the sun)
see im like an automatic see ya when i got a get
smoke a mother f-cker like a marijuana cigarette
and dont forget it i can do whatever you can do
i’m better than you and your crew you motherf-ckers just want a minute?
spit like a cobra spray like ak
anybody can give ya life and i take it away
test this kraken thinkin im gonna wack em
you find out quick the liqz dont play (no way)
okay, no, then im like propane
im gonna take every one of you with me (motherf-ckerz)
ready for war, come and get me

[chorus] x2

if words were weapons id be a fully automatic
let me off the chain any target let me at it
white boy causin white noise and bring static
click clack the hammer c-ck back

[verse 3]

out of the game like in the brain let the weight drop
hoop-la devil on a high tin roof top
can’t stop won’t stop not until the body better hang by the d-ck and the b-lls
you ain’t no got a lot
and they droppin over here the devil lookin for a soul to steal (h-ll)
mr. l-i-q-z betcha your evidence was given he ain’t real (na) but
look at me now look at me now runnin around hand on my d-ck
flippin the bird like im a bad guy
thinkin that your waitin but i knew you wasn’t ready
cause im liquid mother f-cker im one of a kind
everybody got a little bit of junk in to hide
don’t spry got a mother f-cker on the side of my eye
f-ckin with me is like the equivelent of f-ckin with over
800 gods i’m a k!lla forella gureilla concrete jungle
sick in the head and ready to rumble (what)
you mother f-cker got really be stupid to do somethin
thinkin you got what i got
cause you ain’t got sh-t on me
b-tch im makin history an enemy of an enemy is a friend to me
that’s victory now whos thinkin less of me cookin up my chaos with the recipe
what the f-ck else do you expect from me, guilty as charged sinister tounge spittin
heresy hollow points fully loaded lyrically this sh-t’ll be the death of me

[chorus] x2

if words were weapons id be a fully automatic
let me off the chain any target let me at it
white boy causin white noise and bring static
click clack the hammer c-ck back

- mr liqz

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