Ereez - 20 Bars Strong II | Текст песни

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• 20 Bars Strong II

-Give me the mic, Ill grace ya with flava
Ill shock your body, you might as well call me Tazer
Divine flow, get the dead to raise up
Taste of my groove, even zombies will shake rumps, uh
-Can you hear it? The rhythm is now in your veins
Eating away at your brain, making you wanna do things
Like make haste and lay waste to lame rappers
And make way for the main man thatll get you clappin
-I keep ri-ri-ri-ripping without stu-stuttering
Haters are in a panic kuz Ereez is going nuts again
Theyre jealous of the fact that listeners are just loving him
No bullet can penetrate this glory that Im all covered in
-So break something, lets show em all that were staying here
Theyll never silence our voices, well scream it loud and clear
They need more than music whores to bring us down
The time is now for the beast to growl, lets bring him out
-Oh, Im a survivor, a lover inside a fighter
The pen is mightier with me, man, Im a song writer
And every line is a strategy; every word a soldier
If you challenge my army of lyrics, games over

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