Mr.Boogie - Cycle | Текст песни

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• Mr.Boogie
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Not engineer no time to construct the rhymes
Not like Beer, Not sending u positive vibes
Collective fines that's what I have concerns about
Burning shit around ,getting strongly proud,it's loud
Let's start next the round don't be a coward
My rhymes hit ppl like I'm electrically powered
In pre school I wrote bad words on a blackboard
Not a fan of black ford but i ll get myself a blackbird(Porsche 964)
Spitting punch lines like cobra spits venom
Teaching how 2 rhyme and Wack rappers some manners
So supernatural I'm like the man of letters
U crew is dressed in tights and ur mums sweaters
Can't get us
I'm faster than flash ,rapture and bash ,bloody mash,rip off ur flash
A really deep gash ,always weed and hash
In my Crib in stash ,speed and ash,grid and cash,freed the trash
No need for the lash I just kill with a word
This leads to sword ,oh lord I'm massively bored
Hey world u must be impassively warned
In dis game u ain't getting vastly reward

Trying to escape from handcuffs of bad habits
Trying to survive surrounded by mad maggots
And fat abbots stealing money from people
Living in the city of dummy scum n evil
Retrieval, Show the door to elude from reality
Passed out on the floor dude 1 step to insanity
Trying score the whole life but only won vanity
Yall rotten the core I turn my back on humanity
Fatality -im freaking psycho stuck in a cycle
Morality is a key of suicidal recital
Everyday bro I'm getting more and more homicidal
In every game pro and just four four got vital
No title ,but deepness is my personal mild feature
People get speechless when they see this wild creature
Gimme a chance and I ll be ur Fine teacher
Im making more sense than any piled preacher


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