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novatore & c-lance - lullaby كلمات أغنية

[intro: ill zakiel]
yeah! yeah! yo!

[verse 1: ill zakiel]
this is a lullaby for all you sucker mcs
you all suck, here’s your pacifier, rock you to sleep
you soundin’ tired, all this cryin’ lay you down as you weep
it’s naptime, here’s your restin’ place, i fixed it up neat
i fixed a bottle with your formula so drink it, take your dirt nap
i’ll be with your momma suckin’ her titties, f_ckin’ her sn_tch
she let me lay you down to rest, i let her work that
after she finish the job she’ll get her purse sn_tched
’cause i’m a dirt bag, a foul f_ckin’ vato
bring the fuego, cookin’ all of these little putos like a pot roast
makin’ all their b_tches swallow my hot sauce straight out the bottle
they say they love the flavor of this guero mexicano
i know that’s probably why they hittin’ on me, here’s your lullaby
bunch of little babies cryin’ all the motherf_ckin’ time
so rock_a_bye baby and all those other suckers
tryna swing for my d_ck and b_lls, you all gettin’ nothin’
i will leave you suckers blind, no, you can’t see me
while i’m all up in your face, full hd in 3d
they say they hatin’ on me but secretly wanna be me
these babies wanna grow up to be just like me, keep dreaming

[chorus: novatore]
yo! from midwest to the west coast, we braggadocious
know we the dopest even though this road can feel hopeless
don’t lose your focus, homie, ill i know we got this
i legitimately love to spit regardless of what’s in my pockets
from midwest to the west coast, we braggadocious
know we the dopest even though this road can feel hopeless
don’t lose your focus, homie, ill i know we got this
i legitimately love to spit regardless of the f_ckin’ profits
[verse 2: novatore]
you stay befuddled when we mutter out these lullabies
whether it’s abrasive or it’s subtle you’ll get b_tterflies
when brought together we will sever anyone who fronts
it’s never been a better bunch who’ll punch you in your f_ckin’ eyes
brutal barbarians buryin’ prideful aryans
hitler youth get removed through the stomach, that’s a cesarean
carryin’ heat when we speak, leaders get toppled
and we spittin’ hostile, my roster will f_ck you up like a brothel
dead or alive in your top five, you missed a few
that’s ill and nova, we k!llin’ sh_t like a pistol do
the vicious two, spit a missile if we p_ssed at you
ripped in two, consistently insipid, stick a fist in you
stand back while we ransack these d_mn tracks
by email it’s anthrax and stans up in the stands clap
haters clap after i’m rappin’ too but with their shoulders
chest shots’ll fold ya, say you’re poppin’, where your fans at?
they say i’m nasty yet they ask if they can bang me
and these people tryna blame me for the things they did when i was angry
i know i’m sick but maybe you’ll thank me
when i spray my sh_t all over the walls like i was banksy

- novatore c lance

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