Mads Veslelia - Hefting Hef Diss | Текст песни

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• Mads Veslelia
• Hefting Hef Diss

Hef, I don’t wanna beef, last gig I was slick, just a little bit sick drunk
I don’t wanna beef, I’m weak, so please, lets make peace, you got sick guns.
no need to scream I mean, the scene was wet, so I stepped on
your banner, my manners is badder and matter of fact you a bitch cunt
they call me MV the enemy don’t pretend to be better when you a dumb bitch
don’t panic, you frantic, I never planned but damn it, I gotta gossip
sex-offender no gentleman, you a feminine jenner up in the closet
I’ma bartender, you attend the bar, drink my piss
I gotta tell you guys, this ain’t paradise, should’ve took my advice, all I do all day terrorize, when I think about yah face, butterflies
uh uh, you ain’t hiphop
snap on you tiptop, smash all you bitchas
uh uh, I’ma ninja
laugh then fist yah, now do screenshot

I’ma crime fighter
and you crossed the line, but I shine brighter
never thought I’d see a rapper with an eyeliner
now I gotta go wild, rhyme tighter

if you want it MV, black eye
clearly yah envy, when I shine
don’t think I’m friendly no nice guy
la meg tar’e på Norsk, Heff, fuck deg

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