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lirik lagu latin revenge – zeph & azeem

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[azeem]
ha, ha
what, what
ha, ha
what, what, what
ha, ha
what, what, what, what, what
keep it coming, baby, yeah
yo, yo
ha, ha
what, what
ha, ha

[verse 1: azeem]
metronome in it like a methadone clinic
fake death certificate, hit the mortician
get love, old
graveyard fluid
half halo, half h-rn
i’m a mutant of music
x-man, my left hand cool
b-tch get p-ssed
beat down your chicken with a pool stick
loose lips sink friendships
cruise drift
walk a tightrope, it’s life, only fools trip
x marks the spot, hit you in your crucifix
fix your asthma boy, we got moves to flip
matrix, with the number scans
at the death star party with a counterfeit p-ss
camouflage suit
troops in the sand
build castles before you -ssh0l-s could stand
you’re nervous, i come through with sons of sam
start running
n-ggas was clapping their hands
estrogen pie
cherry cream is filling it
either you k!ll that noise or we k!lling it
the pills that you pop for fun and can’t spell’ll
end up being the same pills you on for real
drool it, telling yourself “super soothe it”
make it so you can park right where the blue is
i play rappers out like sh-lltoes and wu wear
anywhere they cop me most, i’mma move there
azeem stare into sp-ce like a soothsayer
i seen the future, it’s primitive there

[azeem]
ha, ha
what, what
ha, ha
what, what, what
keep it coming, baby, yeah
yo, yo

[verse 2: azeem]
i make them jump off roof-tops
land on two cops
search the tube-socks
ban the boom-box
grand’s a shoe box
hands on two glocks that ain’t loaded
how come your mans think he 2pac
cyclops to sasquatch on night watch
cause i shot the sheriff and you k!lled his wife, what
locked in texas and live for the hot seat
you say “azeem” and i’mma feed you to n-z-s
ain’t n0body, just candles and pictures
wonder what your last words was, “hail hitler”
aight, i’m playing, but i will get with ya
like a video game, but for real, there’s no fiction
mail you a dead pigeon, sh-t in your kitchen
come home and find your f-cking front door missing
got some dodging and dipping, swimming
and shadows appear when your fear’s least expected
there’s you, taking a p-ss b-tt naked
there’s you, machete to chainsaw session
there’s you
think you alive, but you tripping
trying to grab a brew, wonder why you can’t sip it, and

[azeem]
ha, ha
what, what
ha, ha
what, what, what
ha, ha
what, what, what, what, what
keep it coming, baby, yeah
yo, yo
ha, ha
what, what
ha, ha

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