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lirik lagu novatore & c-lance - venom

[intro]
yeah

[verse 1]
tryin’ to step to me, i see you as another fiend
imagine being blindfolded boxing b~tterbean
results are similar, i’m dangerous to foes
dressed in layers, i will slay you ’til you’re dead then shed my bl~~dy clothes
n0body knows you like an enemy, they the fake sh~t ’cause some friends are not who they pretend to be
descend with vengeance when i send my pen to battle
rattle heads, i’m too deceptive so they question my identity
the most insidious, sinister when it comes to fists
a hundred hits hit your liver quicker than your gun can spit
i’m not the one to trip, b~tch, i’m the one to flip
sh~t, i hold my ground, i hope you don’t get found up under it
i got the knife and biscuit, i’d risk my life for this sh~t
fill a sock with rocks and knock you out, b~tch, i’m apocalyptic
i like to jot specific, when i write it’s kinda like
i do that sh~t just right in spite because y’all rock too cryptic
i’m tryna spit dope but most of y’all don’t notice
i’m consistent with the wicked sh~t, i never broke the focus
tryin’ to evoke hope? nah, i’m tryna choke throats
sometimes i spit to crickets but i’m as rare as a locust
yeah!

[chorus]
i’m not a snake but i spit venom
ravenous, i come for battle every single line
yeah! i’m tryna prove that i’m the truth
i’m a savage in the street and i’m a k!ller in the booth (k!ller in the booth)
i’m not a snake but i spit venom
ravenous, i come for battle every single line
yeah! i’m tryna prove that i’m the truth
i’m a savage in the street and i’m a k!ller in the booth (k!ller in the booth)
[verse 2]
yeah! i got you freakin’ out like smokey when the dust hit
in competition with me, you the focus of a snuff fl!ck
so f~cked, man, we ’bout to see the death of you
no honor, better off committin’ seppuku
better off gettin’ impaled upon a samurai
sword, lord have mercy, not a skeptic when my hammer fly
i wanna time travel back like i am mcfly
to ’96, rockin’ baggy pants like it was hammer time
i’d drop a track and know the sh~t be soundin’ futuristic
labels tryna pick me up and rob me ’cause they so s~d~stic
i ain’t no dummy, son, i’m cunning like my name was plissken
i ain’t signed to sh~t, i stick to spittin’, just slip the disc in
my presence on the track, it’s similar to thunderclap
when the sixteens completed, fiends will wonder where the thunder at
rappers missing in my city, they got torn asunder
antisocial, never smoked a rock but find me under that

- lirik lagu novatore c lance

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