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novatore & c-lance - raising hell freestyle كلمات أغنية

[intro]
c_lance!

[verse]
you all could take a laxative and still wouldn’t be with the sh_ts
get pistol whipped, if it’s disrespect then the fist’ll hit
i’m a pacifist so i’ll pass a fist and fight any f_ck
seen many duck and hide as if this fist, it was a biscuit clip
give me a wrist to slit, i’ll slit it, that’s the gist of it
b_tch, you know i’m vicious, poked your ribs, it wasn’t just a bit
we went to battle, had to pause right in the midst of it
amazed you played it safe but still afraid like you was riskin’ it
i don’t believe in fate but lately i’ve been feelin’ like
every track i make enforce the fact that i exist to spit
i am convinced of it, the rap game is stuck with me
fеces flying at any faction who f_ck with me
yo! and i’m livin’ life in mеtropolis
home to the pickets of pockets, home to the opposite
the wild west from gun battles to robberies
some cops are in the pocket, to live or die is the lottery
don’t get me vexed, get you hexed like i’m in a coven
been dirty since i was young but i’m thuggin’ so f_ck a dozen
been buzzin’ in underground circles, rarely above ’em
i think that’s how it was meant to be, crowds will crown me eventually
never content with my pen, edit extensively
ascend in present_day while y’all reminiscin’ on memories
severin’ enemies anytime that i spit
i will rip you right where you sit, i’m the sickest f_ck of the century

- novatore c lance

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