K-Otix - Untitled (Feat. Headkrack) | Текст песни

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• Untitled (Feat. Headkrack)

we keep it heated to the core
through the floor
like the china syndrom
make it known
bring it forth
help iron and brimstone
microphone mercinaries doing hits for free
sick of truthe and fragile mother fuckers delicately
definatly never competing with the K-O-T
i expect u will agree we dont accept the wack
D-town and H-town we causing heads to crack
several monie track masters as a matter of fact
taking back what is rightfully mine
time to shine
every line i design a sylabol and ryme
got yo mind playing tricks
everytime time making hits
Djs making the mix
you keep banging my shit
we keep changing the pitch to lyrical excellence
the tripple thread of better with my profectionist
better meditate
escalate the ryme
time to elevate
melt wax to make it difficult to set the record sraight

with more power than a spark plug
termite cause to live wire
a ryme writer that spit higher than split fire
a street fighter with kicks tighter than rob rule
i burn ____ with rymes hotter than ____
with no flaw i leave you with no ____
see we hard core
frame of mind against the law
im settin up MCs for the ____
just when i write no protection straight raw
it gets colder
i told the margin to move over
these bolders that i spit can brake shoulders
my pen can pack more poison than king cobras
i flip folders to make your team fold up
hold up
aint no time outs the game over
K-Otix in the markee
the names slower
aint no protection from this flame thrower
instead of scoopin yo girl because i can show her
im the game and im god damn good
comin off like lorenzos in bad neighbor hoods
you should better yourself before you try to step up
i be on the next level waitin for you to catch up

i play the low with my hat tiltin
and spit rymes so raw
cats will be like HEY YO CRACK KILLED ME
black and brilliant
i score with metaphors
i spit better flows
light years ahead of yours
hit beats like teather balls
more brains then ___
me and K-Otix is here to the shame in your songs
your name belongs on a long list of homo thugs
cracks modle of the moment show no love
MCs be talking about that bitch style is fly
but their records wouldnt sell
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