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vakill - monstaz ink كلمات الأغنية

my name is legendary on all blocks, spitting fireball rocks
before they call pops had bodies in walls and crawl spots
hammers is all c-cked
so many makaveli mini-me’s in the game it’s a f-cking outbreak of small pox/pacs
and beef is when everybody is not breathing
so body me not even
everybody is holding and probably not squeezing
and last year n-gg-z alb-ms did more flopping then a vlade divac season
sh-t i’m warning them flinch and the itching trigger finger is gon start forming a clench
and you come that hot lead storm and you drenched
my flow as fury as the scorn of a b-tch
and you hot n-gg-z ain’t keeping sh-t warm but the bench
i’m a beast in bed, check my d-ck head for triple sixes
i’ll hit a fat -ss from the back until it ripples vicious
give t-tty nipples st-tches
i’m a pimp, p-ssy fall in my lap like a strip club full of clumsy crippled b-tches

they say death comes in threes, but f-ck it i’m feeling a fourth nut
-j-c-l-t–n until my scr-t-m shrivels and dwarfs up
from getting brain and poo-nani from two mami’s
i’m tsunami with the spitting, you cartoon as n-gg-z is toonami
y’all f-ggots wish the champs lose but that ain’t chips on y’all shoulders, switch your shampoos
your cosigning gangsta sh-t you cant prove
the hood wont take ya
y’all print model spitting, got no flow but the sh-t looks good on paper
spit bars that will knock out whole alliances
out cold, y’all about the be outsold and client-less
mouths closed in silence
this fear will smoke y’all -sses faster than dmx’s household appliances
you got no money and mo problems you backwards frank white
i sh-t on who you thinks nice for ‘fore the eyes of the lord can blink twice
ain’t a belt long enough to spank christ
and ain’t sh-t sweet b-tch, only suge’ in my tanks knight

n-gg-z asking ‘when is va gon bling?’
or ‘when is vakill gon establish himself as chicago’s king?’
im dreaming bout a 10 million a year gun cargo ring
and the crown dont move, it goes where i go… scene
for decades hip hop been misusing the goal
now that b-tch about to tear up and some tissues fin’ to blow
who got issues with the flow?
you in xxl ‘step yo rap game up’ section 12 issues in a row
matter of time til my sh-t cl-ssic soon
am i nice, how can you ask it spit burns acid wounds
and run cemeteries outta casket room, yall g-ssed with fumes
alcohol to melt a chrome nine to a plastic spoon
its simple i’m flyest, spit on graves to rekindle a fire
and funeral directors is -ssembling choirs
no flows resemble messiah’s
n-gg-z do not want it til a vest with a superman symbols acquired, prior

- vakill

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