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sxan - soul calibre كلمات الأغنية

(sound distortion)
lalalalala (maniacal laughter)

(verse 1 : sxan)

ring the bell
cancel every show and tell
everyone that master sxan is opening the gates of h_ll
you should all just go for shelter and run for the bell whenever i’m loose and spitting out bars that penetrate (sniffs) every f_cking cell

i think you can tell that n_ggas always tryna snipe me
but who would i be if i never had any enemies?
always piping
“blah blah blah”
alright gee, why don’t you and your homies come and b_tch in my vicinity

close proximity is only an act to triggеr me
cause imma bust any minute
i’m bеginning to cringe
have you thinkin i’m havin a fit when the flows i emmit now feel like a sprinkler system that’ll f_ck up your sound system

i’m certain that i p_ssed em of and i might diss em
but i don’t mind pr_cks, better keep a safe distance
call an ambulance in advance
i’m causing turbulence and all you f_cking b_tches are losing your f_cking stance
up with the syllables
undefeated individual
usual ain’t my thing
i abuse when i pull the thing on em
brutal is what i choose when i’m loose
i ain’t stopping
i’m stomping towards ya
mad as f_ck i storm ya

i need not to pick
i’m deranged and i got n_ggas grabbing the shorter end of the stick
now they’re sucking the right end of my d_ck
got me tick_tickin and talking when i hear n_ggas talkin a lot of smack
b_tch imma have you for a muhf_ckin snack

(hook)

shh, quiet (quiet!)
you don’t wanna start off with a riot (no!)
you’d be safer if you sit in silence (shh)
you don’t wanna see me getting violent (haaa)

eyes rolled into my eyelids (bleh!)
might go “split!” for some hours (ehhh)
i don’t plan on leaving no survivors (nah)
cowards (ye!)
y’all die first when the time comes
(verse 2 : sxan)

now picture me dumbing your body into the ditch and then p_ssin all over the pitch as you’re f_cking clinging ant twitching
your cns gon be glitching as if it had venomous cake from my kitchen
i tried to warn you but you just didn’t listen

the mission is to obliterate, incinerate and squish anyone who p_sses me off
in the often you b_tch and i might give you stiches
if anybody ever noticed you’re missing i’d do to them what i did to my…neighbour’s kitten (ayi!)

n_ggas tryna bite i bet they’re wondering how goat tastes
you gon have to purge if you give in to urges sh_tface
driving you insane got you screeching and also b_tt_naked
you barely know your own name
fame is so f_cked up hey…

ucksey y_mey ickday on a tuesday, make way for the icksay otherf_ckmey easepley
try to stay at least 10_20ft away if you want the two you have still attached to your egleys uh

mayday!mayday!
doomsday coming
the ruthless running outa prison
the po_po running
you’ll believe i ain’t fronting when i start spitting out bars back to back
grandmother have a heart attack
i’ll grab your neck, break your back then put your body on a stack of coarpses then it all turns black
i’ll make sure that you don’t come back
i got a calibre that leaves marks on a motherf_ckin track yeah!

(hook)

shh, quiet (quiet!)
you don’t wanna start off with a riot (no!)
you’d be safer if you sit in silence (shh)
you don’t wanna see me getting violent (haaa)

eyes rolled into my eyelids (bleh!)
might go “split!” for some hours (ehhh)
i don’t plan on leaving no survivors (nah)
cowards (ye!)
y’all die first when the time comes

(verse 3 : reign)

fast money, fast cars, fast women wanna f_ck wimme
nah baby girl i don’t f_ck with no simps
i drip clean with my hair messed up (whoo!) hit the_hit the light switch

those wimme ain’t gonna switch when i pull up and give you stich when you act like a b_tch
hustle out of the pits
alla the hate from you witches ain t sh_t better chill out and sit
(sit sit!)

(verse switch : sxan)

time to get lit
stick the pin in
never depend on any pr_ck
pick into the ground
distinct sound “pound”
whole crowd full of misfits
whenever the spit slimes up the f_cked up and hyped up simps
the mind often wanders to pits where the odds are two times worse than he orphans’
in awe son
arson is when i get up on the mic b_tch i’m awesome
your ass in the coffin

(verse switch : reign)

working on profit
foresee the future no prophet
wanna be richer than buffett
into the mosh pit
i got you kickin the bucket
controlling the game like a puppet

all the debating, stop it
alla ya heads, i pop em
pinnacle toppin
bringing the heat to the popsicle
damaging every ossicle

(verse switch : sxan)

took a bit of energy to toss in the ball
raw syllables
crossing the road to the post
office is no job anymore
talkin about swamping the pool with some hunnid dollar notes
rain/reign on you with the pale n_gga gino comin atchu with our hair messed up n_gga
(hit the_hit the light switch)
dig the pitch black sp_ce where y’all scatter as we chase you with chainsaws
freddy and jason!

- sxan

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