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lionspaw - al.divino & estee nack lyrics

verse i: al.divino:

yeah, ohhhhhh, yo, ay yo yo yo, yo, woo

hit magician ’tis a dr. romanelli (yeah)
goin’ out like mark compelli (bow bow bow!), makaveli, velacourt, hold the sword steady (swoo)
heaven door locked, gonna shot culture shock (brrr!), blood’ll flow over the ot, fork in the pot, imported some rock (hah!)
i’m spoilin’ taurine whippin’ porsche drop (skrr), human lightning bolt, lion’s paw (uhuh), i ain’t sure, knife hand in jitsu mamaros? (blow)
lightning stars, make santa claus flock a laws, cryptic dialogue (uhuh), thoughts galore, islamic out the court (yeah yeah ya ya!)
ainslee on door, it’s on ford, exotic course at the waldorf (woo!), shooters from el salvador (brrr!)
money countin’ on the marble counter top, ounce o’ albacore (woo!) yeah, for sure!, (wooo yeah!), it’s raw!
verse ii: estee nack:

fishy fishy fishy…. hahahaha, yeah yeah, raw, fish me you know i mean?, cero cortina, n*gga, (ohhh!), yo, yo
montezuma murky my maid mucus, get sh*t rocked for playin’ me like doofus (i ain’t stupid n*gga)
my n*ggas in the joint like lupus (they in there!)
funny n*gga frontin’ like frank lucas (hah)
y’all becomin’ what hocus pocus n*gga focus (y’all n*ggas got straight….)
all i’m surrounded by is dope sh*t n*gga (dope!)
you ain’t even got a roachclip (you ain’t even got sh*t), n*ggas be hot like peppers and gettin’ roasted (boom!)
catch me in cali and texas posted, weapons holstered, n*ggas get yo’ records broken (what?)
shorty from over town to oakland i kept it soakin’ (it’s workin’!)
apply minimal labor to get immobile forget the jokin’ (nah, nah), n*gga
checked into the howard johnson then left him smokin’ (bow bow bow bow!), wooo, yo, ayo
check the shine (bling!), n*gga it’s me (what)
passive with the poetry run up on you too quick for n*ggas to notice me (that’s swift)
scientist of the center stand (word), l!ck shot and toss a sh*ll at you (bah!), buckshots disperse in the shape of a pentagram, n*gga (boom!)
with the f*ckin’ fibonacci sh*t is bringin’ in to your funeral, n*gga…

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