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lirik lagu sdb, kevin keef & amok - spitters' repertoire

[verse 1: amok]

roses get thrown at my feet when i step in the cut
hear the crowd chanting “kev and amok”
illest duo to step out this village, so trust
when i say, i can’t quit, sh~t’s engrained in my blood
couldn’t pay me enough to retire the pen
‘specially when i’m at home tryna sharpen it up
got a spring in my feet, and a h~ll of a strut
that notorious mac and mcmahon’s jealous of
took a stroll down the street, where i flossed off my stuff
not one crease on my shoes, tighter tee than the rock
so i walk with a limp, not in need of a crutch
went from black sheep to being elitist as f~ck
spent some years in a rut, so my mind opened up
had to scribble and jot till i used up the blot
my ideas never stopped, gave the pad all my trust
till i filled it—i’ve built up a spitter’s repertoire
got a h~ll of a rep, representing the neighborhood
stepping on toes, send your best representative
tested for battle, my wins feel repetitive
got so much fuel in the tuck, bars come primitive
rapping in circles around competition
i’ve checked all the names that i had in my hit list
ain’t mean to cause harm, that was not my intention
i’m sending regards and the best of my wishes
i’m darker than batman dressed up for a mission
the bars i provide getting spat with a vengeance
i’m chalking ’em up—should escort me to prison
these writtens get harder with each loaded sentence
packing a punch, p~ssies ain’t got the credit to level their weapons up
so who gon’ step to us?
midas’s touch—what i write turns to gold
when i float cold along every song, my tongue’s venomous
[chorus: kevin keef and amok]

run it up, f~ck what they talkin’ ’bout
y’all are some peepin’ toms, vision not deep enough
stack up the cheese like i’m jerry, i keep it tucked
step to the scene, guarantee you get eaten up

i said run it up, f~ck up some commas, we keep it up
sharing the bread with brethrens that believed in us
kickin’ these writtens, can’t stop us from teein’ off
don’t give a f~ck ’bout your faith, what you preachin’ for?

[verse 2: kevin keef]
putting keef in a blunt is the closest
that you’ll ever come to be smokin’ me
i gotta know ’bout that strain you be on
if you think you on par with me
and break that sh~t down
as if it was rosaries
talk like you solid, but crumble like potpourris
i’m getting sloppy while i cough on exotic trees
paparazzi gon’ pop up, better pardon me
my flow’s god~forbidden—i done made the concierge
drop to her knees, now she hum like a pharcyde beat
crocs on my feet, yet i’m fly as a chandelier
ash on the sheets, the room smell like designer weed
spotted her stealin’—that’s one way to make her leave
[intermission: kevin keef]
what the f~ck?
i can’t believe this b~tch
how you be callin’ the cops on me?
now i gotta dip like the stock when the market bleeds

but amok got the drop and the getaway vehicle
blew past the block, now the sirens sound miniscule
zoom to the top, ’bout to cop—hit the dealer up
not a shot in the dark that they ever could beat our run
now what we finna do?
load up these beats, get it crackin’ like splinters do
make them benjis boom, tenfoldin’ our residuals
stack it so high—the paper cuts through the spiritual
i got my hands to the sky
i pray them bands multiply
the two spitters’ repertoire
set the bar sky~high
with the way that we slide
we been on like do or die
even opps can’t deny
i caught ’em catchin’ a vibe
got the heart and the drive, push the limits—collide
on the edge when we ride, leave their doubts all behind
no brakes on the climb, let it spark, let it shine
don’t matter if we fly—out the window, why?
[pre~chorus]
we runnin’ it, runnin’ it, runnin’ it
we runnin’ it, runnin’ it, ah—

[chorus]
run it up, f~ck what they talkin’ ’bout
y’all are some peepin’ toms, vision not deep enough
stack up the cheese like i’m jerry, i keep it tucked
step to the scene, guarantee you get eaten up

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