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twisted metal - novatore lyrics

[verse: novatore & a.m. early morning]
it’s so immaculate, my gift of rappin’ (immaculate)
gift of gab, they hear me rappin’ and they get to fappin’
it’s a fact that only haters’ lips will get to flappin’
stupid maggots only laughin’ ’til they sh*t get jabbed in
yeah! until they stabbed up in the abdomen
practicin’ my methods, gettin’ better business acumen
ravage through the menu, burn the venue that we rappin’ in
and bury many bodies from the burning ’cause we back for men
body bags and ligaments in the hallway
all day, plot the next move like a horror fl!ck
dig it up, bare hands, i’ma find a source
money and emotion separate like a new divorce
the course bumpy, the road sl!ck, you drift quick
runt of the litter, somehow the first pick
open up the door, watch weed smoke leak out
finger in the mail, watch your grandmama freak out
tactical mastery, packin’ weapons of mass destruction
back with a masterpiece, savage, havin’ the masses duckin’
massively dismissed, underdog of a fight
and i’m strikin’ faster than most, if i’m losin’ i might tyson bite
but it’s my territory like a great white
plain sight, i’ma strike first when the time right
ain’t nothin’ better when it’s the first bite
on the road, no cell phone, yeah, we pack light
yeah! became a boss with these savage thoughts
have us lost in pursuit of nova’s destiny
n0body’s testin’ me, snowgoons invest in me
the spotlight rejected, but there’s no detectives sweatin’ me
chainsaw on the school bus, a mad kid
in the back like an adlib, n*ggas flex like a bad wig
one shank to the gut, it hit the back rib
heavy heart pumpin’, yeah, afib
who you managin’, homie? you couldn’t broker sh*t
go in your crib and i’m pokin’ holes in associates
i’m pokin’ holes in your ribs, you wasn’t supposed to live
busted open your sh*t, wait, took a pick and then posted it

- novatore lyrics

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