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Defari

Killing Spree

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556 3 часа назад

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[Defari]A different caliber of MCThis track is filthy, word to O.J., you make me feel guiltyof first degree soundbwoy murderUnlike anything out of L.A. you ever heard ofWord up, you play with fire, you`ll get burned upBest believe that my shit sound the best, when it`s turned upLoud, mashin down the block suburban styleEighteen speakers plus kit chromed outYo, you think that you fuckin pro?On the low the other night I caught your wack-ass stage showOh.. boy, you`re just a boreBut you tell everybody that you`re like Bustaand you got "Rhymes Galore"Mmm mmm mmm, ain`t that somethin?Got the nerve to call yourself an MC, man you be frontinI don`t apologize, oh yeah, and uhgo back to school, learn some concepts and grammarOf yourself, get a holdNext time you on stage, use Primatine for some breath control(Ha ha ha) But now don`t let asthma be the excuseYou was definitely doper, when no one knew you[Chorus 2X: Defari]I`m on a killing spree, murder soundbwoy constantlyConstantly murder wack MCI`m on a killing spree, skill level at maximumDem pussy-clat bwoy nah wanna see me[Defari]You was stone cold lyin by the full wack rhyme writinIf I had some gasoline I`d ignite it, with my lighter.... BOOM! You combust, cause you disgust meWacker than them flat-ass crackers on Three`s CompanyYou walk around, mad cause no one`s feelin youMad at me, cause all your peoples they know my lyrics tooThey sing along cause my song bumpson the mix tapes that YOU made, yet and still you try to playa hate(What?) You`re featherweight, weaker than a paper plateLyrically, when compared to me, I know your style is fakeFraud, manufactures, cheaper than HyundaiNow you`re hardcore you probably used to be a true nerd guyMake up your mind guy, now you`re the Mr. Get High guyIf you ever step to me you`ll think French because you`re fuckin friedin the mix of my verbal assault fightin sticksYou shouldn`t gamble cause round for round you can`t handle this[Chorus][Defari]Cat was out of pocket, got socked in his jawFell to the floor, that`s all she wroteBut I wrote rhymes, that burn every timeOn mad mix shows I got wreck off the mindBut what`s in a rhyme, if it don`t sound tight?You ask me if a lot of rappers are wack man you DAMN rightWho`s to say these brothers from L.A.will take charge like DeBarge and shine, in a special way?I say okay, let`s get paidLet`s put this money on Putnam and sip bombays with dis lemonadeUse, Gatorade to refuelelectrolytes after I ignite this mic tooYo what`s my name? Defari HerutBy the way since you been askin all these questionswho the hell are you?I seen your kind before, no lieA devil spy, disguised as an ambassadorYou can`t fool the Divine Sun RuleWord to blue magic - step right up - and see the Likwit CrewHurry hurry, get your tickets, stand in lineAfter the show it`s at the Towers on Sunset and VineMe and my niggaz at the bar sippin HennyGot your bitch open all night, as if her name was Denny`s[Chorus] - 2X

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