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lirik lagu arsonal vs daylyt – total slaughter

[verse 1: daylyt]
50k… that’s officially my price now yeah
for those who know me check my p-ss roll
you will see that i’m the sh-t, -ssh0l-
it’s an afro; n-gga i’m nice ’round here
or i could just put the fist to the side of his head, black power!
or i could give mlk’s headshot sleek
let’s see who got the better dream
check my p-ss roll, you will see that i’m so warm
it’s mr. hankey in a snow storm; this gone be the coldest sh-t you ever seen
i mean remember when i was to the side; debo
he know my energy sub-zero and that’s why i’m cold-hearted
they got me here for one reason
to k!ll all these whack n-ggas, look at all these jack thrillers
it was over for them before the show started
but this is when i make you look like the feather
wait, wait, wait, wait, wait… that’s called quill, n-gga
when i go rage n-ggas cry on stage, that’s cause i’m ill, n-gga
i had screws loose since i was a baby
these kids better know the drill n-gga
you seem frightened
like teen t-tan, i’ve been robbing since a little n-gga
that’s real n-gga, you better have them pockets -ssured
or i get to score candy bars you can’t cop at the store
i’m c-cking the four
if he f-ck with me, it’s three’s company; i’ll have two b-tches come and knock at your door

[verse 1: arsonal]
your b-tch love me
she been reaching out trying to let my d-ck drill her
her weave ratchet but her bun be on point; that b-tch triller
pistol on the car dash she in i let kim k!ll her
while this g-ylord watching me f-ck her; you ben stiller
you trying to win this battle with intellect?
what about those who don’t catch it? they can’t intercept
i become the bigger threat
in these streets i’m leant like the cuban around jigga’ neck
i always got some iron in my jeans, i keep my denims pressed
keep plenty heat
stick a knife through any beef before my dinner bless
i swiss beats, did a bid for some dope, floating up sh-t’s creek
but i’m home now, no longer am i state property; chris neef
first n-gga think sh-t sweet before that sh-t steep
three n-ggas stomp him with both shoes
alive we bury day six feet
how you real? why cause a face tat got a new deal?
hollow get lux i get stuck with the weirdo n-gga from dru hill?
you ain’t got ars’ cause you nice and got mook’s sk!ll
you got ars’ cause you lowered your price
n-gga, how the truth feel?
we both locing, blue steel
get his big body a coupe feel
chop this n-gga down a size, he’ll get his roof peeled
i keep live bands, give you that r.o.o.t.s. feel
this like being on death row with no limits
he done signed one of snoop’ deals!
my bars crazy
i don’t need sign language to let my hands speak
i throw wild punches in a circular motion like i was zangief
you rap on instrumentals, i saran beats
whatever they want i got
if i don’t got it, i go get it; i’m hustle man chief
nexus death or the same vehicle as professor x
have my young n-ggas draw on you; call that a etch-a-sketch
heaven’s how high? ask red and meth
you a gigantic -ssh0l-, n-gga; a r-ct-m stretched

- total slaughter

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