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lirik lagu kidddalegend - shook ones 2 freestyle

hickory, d-ckory, do-re-mi
stick ’em deep, poke ’em dead in his e-y-e’s
beast coast, took a p-ssy’s 9 l-i-v-e’s
this is why i make tracks bleed
take heed to grab hold of my steed
g-o-d mc, bless the m-i-c properly
never seen h-ll razed in a state of emergency
spit wild, like a hyena hooked on p-c-p
my world is all drug-related, straight d-o-p-e
wack mcs, the funkee h0m-sapien, please
sniff a f-ckin’ unemployment line of cocaine
grow a pound of hair everywhere, by using rogaine
but i’m so sane
at the same time though, i ain’t playing no games
pain, no gain, the opposite of what the movie claims
alucard being dracula within the same frame
apex predator, top of the food chain
run you down like a cheetah, and get fried over the flame
keyboard annihilator, watch these characters hang
spit from the dome, and take you out from freestyle range
i’m the nicest n-gga i know
watch how i freestyle
turn up the bloom in the room to give it a high glow
thrillin’ to be the man in the mirror like michael
jackson, i’m back spewing the sickening flow—here i go
flow a hole through ya watermelon like a cheerio
you don’t gotta be a g to follow the g code
i’m all for better growth & development, like how construction goes
get ya hardhats, ’bout to take y’all to work with these flows
f-ck a bodybag, i carry you off in a couple totes
here we go yo! here we go yo! so what-so what-so what’s the scenario?
lop off his head, and shoot for the hoop
chop off his legs, and go for his feet, he can’t sit when he p–ps
slippin’ and slidin’ while he stuck, can’t get it to stoop
got him colluded, p-ssed off, up in cahoots
back pack gang be the wildest group
in all of maryland, nothing we can’t outdo
it’s clobberin’ time, the special on the beatdown menu
need to let the mobsters of bars step up in this venue
take over and rescue
most of the game, nowadays they play to the wrong tune
your flow is wrinkled in time, dried like a prune
i’m hot in the midst of bars, kind of like late june
i dislike whack lyrics, it’s like a bad smell in the room
hip hop like egypt, man, it started from the tombs
underground lyricist, you know what i came to do
slide through the next level, deep in this mobb, it’s not new
eenie-meenie-miney-mo, watch me go get ’em
i am the m-ffin man, sweet-breaded flow and delicious rhythm
patty cake-patty cake, going back in time with the rhymes i’m sendin’
i got vials of venom
for all my lines are fitting
for death in the right hands, see ya life take a ride of the century
dopamine sits in him
amphetamines kick in
ecstacy thrills ’em
molly k!lls ’em
which happen to be same d-mn drug your feeling
spew poison, for y’all to feel it
i hope y’all understand the message i’m dealing
like a n-gga workin’ on-the-block, somewhere around the a.m
build a quick 16, then add a skit at the fade-in
throw a couple lines of fists, give a mid-8 on the way in
to the fade-out when the song’s finished playin’
i’m sayin’
i need not say more
i rap the same rope of slavery on an intellectual’s core
if he can take what’s being given, then he knows what’s in store
have some fun with dora when she’s older, i’d love to explore
beat a n-gga ’til they label it mature, nothin’ but blood & gore
intense violence will follow after, beat ‘im down to the point i don’t need a score
there’s vice lords on the corner hustling in groups of 4s
i like to keep the mind abroad knowledge, open like the sh0r-s
just to make sure the beat is “built ford tough” and reinforced
i’m a still thrash through that sh-t with the hammer of thor
bag it & scorch the source
ya group full of some hamster -ss n-ggas, g-force
follow the plan or you can take a bullet in the torso
that ought to question the loyalty of these street n-ggas, more so
who knows?
like a room full of privates who don’t understand morse codes
feelin’ that?
you can catch a “cl!ck-clack”
strap that with a snapback
strapped up with a black gat
message of the mind, if you die, f-ck a “stat!”
k-i-dd tryin’ to revive real rap
and ‘da legend’ tryna be crowned for that…

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