Vakill - End of Days - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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My rap defy injury I set the standard of nice so high Once I'm in heaven, 143,000 gettin denied entry Canopy candidly, Vakill single handedly amputated hip hop from humanity Til every emcees a stan fan of me Let the world catch sleep and it's curtains for the canopy Everytime light bulbs pop over my head The roaches running across the dark walls of my sanity so You stuck with two options You can swallow your pride and hand me dap or watch your family clap Competitions like parking spots, good one's hard to find Everything else is handicapped homey He vice versa, I'm a nice verser They only good for one nice line in every verse they invent Lava ran through my saliva glands With the sole purpose of turning every hood to ash like the first day of lent The earth comatose last time the king viewed it Bring units when mandible sling fluid Y'all can't be serious Vakill's like columbians sittin in a circle My name has a dope ring to it My range one step toward tomorrow A new world order model of flowers Spit harder than a boxer with piss in his water bottle The second coming with a sperm count so high Girls gotta chew before they swallow Hook 2x The end of the beginning is kill Dominion is mine, the world don't stop spinning until Who should oppose, I'm bendin' his will Put ten in his grill, it's not a game, the ending is real Tell emcees I should have been blazed by now Talkin' that front page murder You couldn't make headlines with raised eyebrows 'Traditional hip hop is beatin' a dead horse' One mark posted on the internet Check your bed for his head when I send a threat Cause hell hath no fury strict as mine Got disillusioned statements a hypocrisy of the sickest kind It's like, sign makers on strike While holdin' them shits up in picket lines Not everything that's abstract is comin' from out the woodwork of skill Or the circus skill The underground circuits a circus field with bodies I'mma leave hangin from trees Like blair witch stick figures in Burkettsville I'm above niggas with divinity, I spit the trinity So you up against trio odds and losin' ain't in god or Miss Cleo cards The sickest emcees is beneath me Snappin' under my nuts like leotards I'm vy hyphen violentist, pantomime and a violinist With straight razors at your trachea Half postal worker, half terrorist anthrax biochemist I'm the sickest pushin the envelope please Born nice, I'm Dionysus, dyin' nicest like I keep a hand full of ass and a wine cooler Most quotable line ruler in a class by myself Like a bitched up tutor hidin from Columbine shooters Hook 4x
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