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lirik lagu legitimized – joe far & white smoke

[verse: white smoke]
white smoke and joe far, man you know we spittin’ hard
we played all our cards so, y’all could hear our bars
follow our writtens, every time we’re spittin’
grabbin’ for the glock, and you know we put a clip in
sights up, aiming, b*tch you know we never missing
man you claim to run a mission you would think i’m in the kitchen
cause i’m cutting rappers up, like i’m cutting up some chickens
cause these rappers washed up b*tch i’m dirtying these dishes
then hang them up to dry, cause they’re hung on theirselves
spittin’ through their phones, only fooling themselves
then get pent up in a cell, thinking that’ll get sales
they only clowning themselves, then i’m ringing the bell (ding ding)
on to round twelve, and i’m still taking shots
b*tch i’m spitting flames and i stack up a lot (yeah)
i’m a pack of matches when i’m burying these rappers
they’re falling down to ashes, like fire wood logs
and i’m burning down the forest, but i ain’t stopping there
i’m burning down the world, but without any care (uh)
[verse: joe far]
i don’t care b*tch, you know i’ma burn it up
sit and stare b*tch, what you think i’m cooking up?
looking up and down on this rap thing
i’m proud of my wack dream, i stand for it too
never following rules, i’m an outlaw unlike some dudes
love or lament, i meant for feelings to come through
play it like “gun rule”, ditch it do kung fu
i’m coming for you, you might try to run but you can’t move
you can’t stand too, i’ve got a plan dude
k!ll the game, every play, re*arrange, make a change, shape a culture
if you catch it, quote this toaster, shooting words like they big boulders
when my science hits your shoulder, snap your vertebrae right over
who is colder, hold my overflow of soda, when i shake the game up and i show ya’
i can rap it all for days, who the f*ck you messing with?
i’m a renegade, and i came right here to play
yeah i came right here to say, that i am right here to stay
cook that fire, you can call me bobby flay (d*mn)

[verse: karanastic]
flay ’em, slay ’em, serve ’em up, make it nice and red when your beef is cut
my plates prepared when you fill my cup with lager beer and demon blood
i’m in the mud, i’m in the trenches, burning bridges, and building fences
ruger rifle, i ain’t defenseless, making a name for all my descendants
best served vengeance is nice and cold, but i’ll still re*heat it and eat them whole
still undefeated and undersold, but i ain’t no b*tch, ain’t no cut cold
uncontrolled is my mind state, fake deep sh*t like a prostate
keep it straight, i’ll pop out low, ’til i get irate and bash your skull
like a basketball on concrete, but let’s just rap and k!ll the beat
in my h.o.a. i run the streets, step on my lawn death of a queef
please, please, shut your trap, ‘fore i have you drinking candle wax
go relax and calm down, maybe get some snacks and a reach around
so profound these insincere say this say that they pump they fists
they fake as f*ck like journalists, kidnap the game, then murder it
tourniquet can’t stop my flow, give me them all just to unlock modes
game a lot like ro sham bo, stay hard as a rock, unemotional
learning sh*t i ain’t supposed to know, the processor might overload
these fake ass fools gon’ get exposed, gon’ light my fuse see me explode

- joe far white smoke

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