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a grimey track from Peezy, full of bars with the dope production from Iron Feather
lyrics
its guerilla warfare
ima lion ima beast
thats why any competition
left dying in the streets
i be the godfather
so if you dont act proper
then in ya bed a severed head
bled in ya sheets
so dead it then peace
cuz i dont often reconcile
from the heat youll hear the bam
i aint talking adebayo
check the bio
learn the moves, study the poetry
so when im entering your ears
then ya know its me
the flow bodybags
thats why you likely aint iller
then im out without a trace
like the smiley face killers
while they chase thrills
and sip liquor to chase pills
imma stay chill
and make sure the bars straght crill
till the crack of dawn
all these rappers im snappin on
every track like
a shot that im never passin on
cold blooded in clutch
when the microphone held
who you know from out here
ya name aint ringing no bells
you aint my cousin
word to stizz, you busy taking them Ls
and thats just simply how it is
so take ya place on the shelf
ya people aint gonna help
when beefin with someone else
big evil
but the demons been creepin up on myself
issa lot
the devil be chillin out on my block
thats why them fellas gettin got
and them summers hella hot
tell me not
slang it
like im tryna get the weight off
cuz aint too many out here
really ballin in the playoffs
i hope it pays off
and make off like madoff
how ya boy lack sleep
but never take a day off
while no label out here
tryna sign me still
when i drop fire quicker
then tyreek hill
i be cheifin
some say i be burning too much
call him Tom Brady
cuz he went and turned for the bucs
i can feed him to the wolves
watch me serve em for lunch
or send em to the coroner
and watch em turn into dust
now he gone with the wind
free of all of his sins
i got the fiends waiting on me
for the song to begin
fell off for a minute
now im on it again
peezy back on the wax
to spit the problems within
dont want a problem with him
dont know why, well go figure
at the meeting micheal corleone
the iron by the shitter
so think fast
i count the shots when the thing blast
you feeling lucky punk?
now bunking with the big bass
Music from deep in the trenches, songs that confront the blitzkrieg of bad news but offer light at the end of the tunnel. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 20, 2017