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lirik lagu tabs – hold the door (hold the floor freestyle) ft. coal cash

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f-ck everyone, i would never run a right here
fam listen, there ain’t a man living that i fear
it’s quite clear that i shine whenever a mic’s near
so much soul that they measure my life in light years
a divine writer shine bright when we’re unified
you don’t wanna mic fight my lines strike like they’re unionized
man listen, i hope ya left some room inside ‘cause when my fam’s spittin’
the can of -ss whippin’ is supersized
your guinea pig lineage, should, not only be neutralized
you should be brutalized, crucified, neutered and euthanized
on some young gun sh-t, b-tch, it’s you and i
punches zooming by at a speed that can’t be perceived by the human eye
you want war, then you get punched in your punk jaw
so use your head before i use your head to open a front door
we’re much more than just raw
we’ll reshape the faces on mt. rushmore till it resembles us four
our tribe is on a quest, that’s the scenario, f-ckers
got the mic now, so pipe down like mario brothers
you’ll discover we’re a different race than you little fakes who spit bars
i put ‘em in a pillowcase and hit you in the face
can’t remember the last time my fam felt nervous
‘cause you blowhards got no bars like bad cell service
you don’t pop sh-t in person it’s emailed in
‘cause you’re too/two p-ssy, you’re like conjoined female twins
so, what you barking for? you probably shart your drawers
when i use the blood of f-ggots to paint the canvas in my art of war
you get run over in my land, like you draw hard charge
so get out my face, before i come out my face like large marge
hardy har, i raise the bar like a benchpress
making death threats wearing apache chieftain headdress
i’m vengeance in its illest form when i catch red
so like being pregnant with a stillborn, you should expect death

[coal]
they say i’m low key/loki, no wonder my rep is mischievous
i’m stabbing third eyes like polyphemus verse odysseus
i work the angles of fate, embrace it like sisyphus
i’m buggin’ out as if escaped out of a chrysalis
perniciousness, i got the traits of every vicious fish
i speak flames, see pain as a delicious dish
spirit cooking, i’m in the dark mirror looking at reflections of the d-mned opening cans of -ss whooping
i bash the rook stay hooking like a black knight
or the crack pipes they light, reaching for heights of a fast flight
i smash like dyk- pliers or a mason orgy
i slash like mike meyers mixed with jason vorhees
i light fires, got spiked tires, i’m a cavern king
i ghost writer, we hold cyphers around saturn’s ring
my patterns bring compatible mathematical radicals, with practical application, you’ll think the evocation is magical
organic verse the mechanical, the divine verse the satanical
tyrannical regicide, piking your head outside the capital
brutally tactical, using maneuvers that are supernatural
i’ll battle and rip your team, kidnap your queen, give her an -ssh0l- full
style imp-ssable, im masterful, never regarded rules
the universal center, making mensa look like r-t-rded fools
genuine article, spitting colder than an arctic pool
was too cool for cl-ss, but could easily p-ss for harvard school
got cruel wrath for sullen drones and their frail knowledge
the tools that i own turn you to skull and bones like yale college
so hail solid logic that came to abolish gnostics of philosophic topics, too toxic for diagnostics
you’re microscopic in my optics, ‘cause i’m misanthropic
a cycloptic c-ck tip, slapping the lips of a chick that’s gothic
i spit obnoxious like a flesh eating rabies
i’ll punch your chick in the t-t while she’s breastfeeding your baby
they say i’m crazy, and it may be contagious
so it’s veracious when i say it’s outrageous
flirtatiously tenacious and rapacious when i’m f-cking their faces
embracing bodacious hoes, like a motorboat oasis
imma probe below her waist quick, and if no odor’s abrasive, imma bend her over and taste it
push the envelope when i lace it
imma place it on a mantle for a golden example
holding handles of swords that are lyrics forged over odin’s anvil


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