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reel wolf - breathe life into a carcass lyrics

[verse 1: j reno]
divine rhyme style, this is passion and pain
arms strapped up, junkie beats blast through them veins
a savage that blaze, flow with a miraculous flame
weak mcs stay mad ’cause i’m trashin’ your name
fashion and fame, actually, you actin’ like dames
they applaud you ’cause you smart, will clap for your brains
happily aim and maim lame rappers who came up
faster than mixed liquor, tryin’ to grab up some change
all you dummies really do is go and jack you some swag
copy the latest trend and then start rapping the same
it’s a shame, nowadays rap music a drag
literally, a bunch of male rappers in drag
your sister’s pants don’t fit your legs
talk funny ’bout me, i’ll split your hеad
yeah, the flow is hard as asphalt
i eat a rappеr’s face like i did a reel of bath salt

[chorus: j reno]
hip hop has hit the flatline
i swear on my life, i won’t let it die
and if i fail, just know that i tried
to keep this alive, we will survive
they say there’s no room for the artists
we’re over here tryin’ to breathe life into a carcass
they say there’s no room for the artists
we’re over here tryin’ to breathe life into a carcass
[verse 2: j reno]
f_ck a party track, weak_hearted rappers catch a cardiac
when i react, i’m provin’ that you cats can hardly rap
i came to body tracks, railroad suicide
you f_ck with a lunatic, this music sh_t is do or die
who am i? an underground monster, a demigod
lost in the wood with a hockey mask and machete on
flow untouchable like nuclear core
if i blow, it’ll be similar to nuclear war
nothin’ you used to will be the same as before
hunt for skulls like the predator to mount on my wall
the art of war psychological, cripple my prey
eliminate weak rappers so i triple my pay
i ain’t got a mind, it’s been lost like atlantis
you think a radio play gon’ sh_t up your standards
’cause that’s a cancer that’s k!llin’ hip hop off
and i won’t stop ’til this real sh_t pops off

[chorus: j reno]
hip hop has hit the flatline
i swear on my life, i won’t let it die
and if i fail, just know that i tried
to keep this alive, we will survive
they say there’s no room for the artists
we’re over here tryin’ to breathe life into a carcass
they say there’s no room for the artists
we’re over here tryin’ to breathe life into a carcass
[verse 3: j reno]
i will not play the game, f_ck all the politickin’
the plot will thicken when i’m droppin’ a group of bars
you stricken with fear, i came to kick it in gear
sat idle a couple years, now my vision is clear
the big bad wolf is back so let the pigs know
kick flow hotter than h_llfire and brimstone
y’all rappers birds like the logo for jim jones
only in the game for sick clothes and ringtones
sh_t, no, i’m not your average artist
hip hop’s dead, we’re tryin’ to breathe life into the carcass
this sh_t is the hardest, underground is the market
you soft_ass cupcake rappers are the targets
i’m a f_ckin’ marksman, if i take a shot at you
it ain’t at your career when you laid up in the hospital
f_ck with me, i promise you, i’ll unleash a world of pain
the center of this sh_t, i’m the core of the hurricane

- reel wolf

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