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novatore & c-lance - mask up كلمات أغنية

[verse 1: novatore]
down from the bay up to the windy city
it’s like the zodiac attackin’ but who claps last? frank nitti
we been definin’ what ravenous is
and even though i bust quick, i’m still the sh_t when hittin’ stank kitty
i been maneuverin’, gettin’ through to the root of ’em
who done knew i’d get through to ’em? who’s the brutalest hoodlum? (okay)
yeah! g_mo and nova, we takin’ this over
like ’80s clockers who was cookin’ up coke with the soda
bury a snitch into various ditches
vicious, very nefarious, areas plagued with ebola
rest in peace doom, the next will be soon
defeat you through your speaker, the rest can’t even reach through
i stay humble but i’m doper than a bundle sack
front to back, tracks classic like some thundercats
been called a skinny f_g, i’ve never been a lumberjack
but one punch convert a backpacker into mumble rap

[chorus: novatore]
filth and dirt, dirt and filth, get your mask up (mask up)
you don’t want no blood spilt so back up (back up)
covered our faces before the days of the virus
don’t try to fight us ’cause there’s a rage up inside us
filth and dirt, dirt and filth, get your mask up (mask up)
you don’t want no blood spilt so back up (back up)
covered our faces before the days of the virus
don’t try to fight us ’cause there’s a rage up inside us
[verse 2: g_mo skee]
g_mo!
i’m an urban myth, i only exist through the words i spit
my words are crackin’ a pipe, you might burn your lips
if you convinced i deserve a diss, then circumvent
now you duckin’ fists in the booth, i’m ike turner, b_tch
tyin’ ’em up, put ’em in holes like shia labeouf
your diamonds are tucked, i’m in the club, iron gets stuffed
turn shine and just bust, my nine ignitin’ abrupt
drunk b_tches dyin’, bullets flyin’ through heineken cups
you rap n_ggas make me sick, i’m in disgust
call inf gang orange ’cause ain’t sh_t rhymin’ with us
i grab the pad like it’s that time of the month
tampon in my d_mn palm, i’ma write it with blood
and i don’t care about your origin or skin tone
f_ck you and the horse you rode in on, i’ve been known
to rip n_ggas new sh_tholes the size of fishbowls
because their sh_t blows like coca_cola and mentos (b_tch!)

- novatore c lance

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