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decypher tha khaos vs. landini - decypher tha khaos and landini lyrics

landini:
it’s landini vs. decypher tha khaos, or steel city ghoul…cool
this who came to stop me?
i know all about your health issues and had thoughts of what you go through daily as i stayed up plotting
n*gga f*ck that cistic fibrosis…’cause you’re not conditioned for this painful body!
i’ll put steel in your face!
you will get replaced
a ghoul is a spirit that takes and feeds off dead bodies in a cemetary…that’s weird in a way
so you only eat when something died already?
and y’all feel that he great?
this n*gga just like a ghoul…and now he bouta get the mil in the grave!
b*tch the glock is out!
i be on all that street sh*t that you not about!
30 clip, stick to khaos i’m a problem child!
i gotta wild!
i am not with the silliness, you get popped over little sh*t
walk right up and hе shot, put decypher in a box like polibius!
dеcypher think i’m gonna stop? i’ma blam on ya like pandora putting khaos in a box
n*gga you almost got tre popped with the glock…
nah i’m playing but i wanted to get at ya…
keep telling me this opps elite…
bro…don’t none of that sh*t matter!
stop making it seem like he a beat tre…he quite cool
y’all sendin’ him off sayin’ he nice…de light fool!
i’m writing his epitath…exposing gaps in his words…multiple paragraphs
i was like n*gga what…you don’t know how to fix sh*t up?
always tryna force complexity when you could just use the simple stuff
see this the sp*ce between our writing…i woulda heard that and dented sumn…
for real that’s facts…if he don’t follow protocol
de’ll get packed!
i’ll beat the dog sh*t out you, if i say it i mean it and i’m never wrong
sayin’ all that sh*t i don’t like…b*tch you better go on…or a mean right will rock decypher for that language like rosetta stone!
i’ll do this n*gga horribly, everybody see land knotting khaos it’s world peace!
believe me lil bro, i keep me a pole
i’m secretive though like the illuminati ’cause it be in the coat and i’ll let it burn..bohemian grove
see i already know you not from the streets, you a hoe
the irony…decypher don’t believe in a code
this where the difference lies…there’s more sh*t besides the pen you guys
we grew up different…i see it in your eyes
you probably grew up in a flawless neighborhood
i can tell you been sissified
i grew up where so much sh*t happened i got desensitized
one time when i was young, there was a shootout in the hood
all i did was stand in the park, they was letting it spark and i ain’t care i just sat there and watched
while other mothaf*ckas was scared on the block…i was just nonchalant while the barretta was shot
man this a thick irony, you catching the plot?
see i ain’t get to meet my father n*gga, so subconsciously i always figured i would never be popped
my momma was telling me stop!
i used to go through that b*tch like i was invincible…walking ’round b*tchin’ dudes like i ain’t have sh*t to lose
ain’t take disrespect from no mothaf*ckas i was a lil’ goon
in a school of hard knocks to me it was all about the principle!
so get in tune
i mean, your pen is cool but i’ll beat you at your pinnacle
showing i’m a star in this round and i work with magic with material like pentacles
nah f*ck that…i told ’em
land a monster with the material…like golems!
hold up
i know he hatin’ but what i toat amazing, so if i take something out the coat you’re gonna get the steel from land this sh*t appropriation!
let’s switch it up…
you talking like you’ll run up on me, you gotta be the purest demon
this 50 cal will f*ck him up
soon as he gets to land, spread khaos everywhere like the europeans
you gotta dip or a glock will lift
pop this b*tch, his body rip
we watching it..he won’t make it and it’s obvious
he shocked and sh*t
looking down at the holes like misogynists
i’m too raw…
they say i only win on camera, and that may be true y’all
headshot, for me to win in the building i’ll take his roof off
you’s a f*ckin’ actor
i point a thumper at ya, the way this sh*t spit will f*ck decypher up it’s a mumble rapper!
errytime he say some tough sh*t, i know buddy bluffin’
most pain you know about is your condition n*gga!
don’t say that your gun be bussin’
telling these fables knowing if i walk up on him with sumn he running
all those fairy tales, ’til a bird stick out. ugly duckling!
so wassup
if you don’t get you self*esteemed you getting stuck up!
like what you making b*tch?
i direct a victim, like if you make a scene they gone have to tape this sh*t
then i made a tom go at his limb, like the main event
crazy sh*t
it can get crazier quick, i’m raising a bl!ck
soon as it gets painful he quit
i’ll telling you what it’s gon’ be de s.m. aimed at your sh*t
don’t make me say this again!
you don’t gimme everything? then i’ma off ya
this sh*t chews through khaos it’s my problem solver
so tell this n*gga ??? i’ll lift these b*tches up like derrick jackson
i don’t play
that n*gga wavy mcgrady the next n*gga i gotta off? okay
it get alarming for him…
i’m like jesus when he calmed the storm, i’ma talk to khaos and walk on wave!
n*gga time!
decypher round:
…years ago christopher columbus set his feet on american soil…little did the inhabitants know he was really dangerous. they welcomed him with open arms he welcomed them with open arms…tried to erase the race straight from the pages…well in this battle i’m columbus think back to when he k!lled the natives. i came to your home to take away land, but you will celebrate it! it really don’t take a lot to k!ll him i leave a genie actor hanging on for his life like robin williams. d*mn the system, y’all got land and khaos like anarchism, but you asked for the pain that’s masochism…i been gone for a while just to master rhythm…but now i’m back for the blood like it’s vampirsm. you the saddest vision…your bars barely work for the discord…leave the best alone…it’s obvious land lines only connect at home! you tagging fox tv in your battles…begging for recognition….you tagging beats by dre in battles hoping they’ll get a listen. ain’t n0body gonna sponsor you dawg, get that outta ya head…usually when people want land everyone around it is dead. do you foul as it gets, the left finna deck him but on the other hand it’s a different perspective. tre had washed him i had to stop him from giving me his head debates or not, i always give it all i got and reach my best. the blade’ll aux him, he getting out with an injury at best, his face demolished and man is stopping like chivalry is dead. bet you feeling like a god when you up on your panel…in the land of the giants like gulliver’s travels..’till you under the gravel and you hard to get to like one of your battles! think this a game let’s play, you’ll be the n*gga that i walk through! chalk you out in the concrete, like they all do, i’m imprinting land like a cartoon! you are awful, “sun get a round in his dome like a flat earther.” that wasn’t hard dude, you just rotating gas in small room. i hear you thinking this lousy critic should prolly quit it but if that’s ya best ya peak you prolly hit it. i do what i want, through drive and spirit. i black worse clearly, flat earth theory n*gga the sky’s the limit! and it age like fine wine, when it’s bottled together. you ever talk to mindz blind, this topic gon’ last forever! put you underwater, you’ll never be found and for me….it’s like atlantis…’cause they forgotten land under the sea! k!ll his family then he finna bleed, d*mn i leave a beaver bereaved, backstabbing like when they got ceaser to cease. at the hospital disrespecting the machine, you kept ya life with. put the plug on the stand but the charge is expedited…n*gga lifeless vitals beeeeep and then there’s silence…censorship, parental guidance…you said you was gon’ squirt a shotgun…and you expect to be a threat dude. what i store end a g and f*ck up his potential…’cause you really just a stencil, mirrored proof a carbon copy of twork and nitty don’t think that i’m fearing you, i’m kinetic with my pen i’m making moves with my materiel! my formulation, came from distorted anger…watch ya cheek, a fist’a form and cave it, slide land then land slide, it’s on the house, mortgage payments cut land down to size, if he find where the four is stationed! i was born for greatness, survived more than your corny statements. they came for the lies, of you acting like you better than but now whoever look upon see schemes, for the bullsh*t that you that you selling land. you bordering on theft…while they jumping over lines, but in case you don’t understand…it’s immigration, you put ’em behind bars but they came from another land and y’all surprised by this? are y’all on f*ckin’ drugs? apollo 11, the buzz on land ain’t what we thought it was. i’m vet polished, land shook, tectonics get slaughtered, next got a clip for you pretend scholars. test waters…no you check the current see like when you x dollars. you dusty land, i tear a firmer n*gga like dry earth, i mean with that name i’d expect you to find dirt. i walk on land to get to lord. some say that’s how life works…if that’s your ideology fine but i got a real question. why the lord conspire with a genie? to make me feel threatened? like y’all forgot what i did to slim…it’s worth a real mention. you know a g had to push a jinn aside after i k!lled christian! death is key, leprosy…yeah israel sickening! but grand genie fits you perfect, with the hole you done fell through…you mentally imprisoned and can only act on what another n*gga tells you! so how you find me as the n*gga to step to when the only reason you exist in my world is cause i let you! i am giving you a shake, you a literal mistake. shoulda put this on a stage so i could look you in your face. in a place that bars matter, you a physical disgrace. i got more bodies between parties than political debates. the n*ggas that you getting thru is safe, and you can’t even handle that. now try to disprove raps, your slogan wouldn’t exist if i ain’t give you that. decypher the writer. landini the grand genie…and you admit this scr*p..those past opponents with average moments…n*gga you live through that! so it’s de land alias will big up factz. i mean you showed us how the west was won that don’t pressure my mind frame…but is he a quick draw? i think not, who the f*ck is this john, wayne. check the diagnostics, you gonna respect amounts of dominance. he never faced this type of monster, psychodrama, he prefers performing without an audience…oh you scared to do in person battles…in a lot that makes you think. don’t land get destroyed when humans occupy it’s sp*ce…but this the mark you find as great? i don’t care what they blab ’bout…no matter how it pan g i single land out…now think of pangaea and what we have now his content it break apart when it shift through a mass round! i’m separation in the sixth degree…geez he baking? naw i’m just peeping all the problems with landini cadence. in other words, how this a one round when he chose to keep it under third. i’m double landini and i know a lot of y’all like come again well i took it a step down, all to bring it up again! i will damage you and anybody that think you’d manage…got the genie wishing for his life but he couldn’t grant it! but i got the passion, i am so advanced he getting beat tonight and like jesus christ he get the wholesome hands. determination goes a long way, i got the dopest plan. get him tired out like a pit stop, then open cans. i send them all to rain, in the field my drive over land’s. i’m very sure, i’ll break a b*tterfly to pieces on your disk, i’m paramore! and since ignorance your new best friend…you done son. think about it, that song. your life support. unplugged! there’s no amp in him, his camp want the smoke then i’ma cancer ’em. how the f*ck lights out have a lamp in ’em. is anything making sense? it feels real but i was taught that nothing was as it seems. i’ll plan your wake, get this up before you land you ever fall in dreams? once the inside lit this flame he gotta fan, sum hot rise turn the genie home into a lava lamp! this square getting sent the letter got a stamp, before i crack his sh*ll, i watch the muscle contract like he caught a cramp! draw fast, or get a large cast. i stick a blade in foes before the whip, this the carfax. i’m off that, he block my path well then i’m slitting a rook. library card, the swipe give me permission to book! try to cap den you getting a hook. will you win? never land…you should know what’s a foot. this superstition wishin’ i could give a f*ck but i don’t care. you the the type to cl!ck on a post scared because it said your mom dies if you don’t share. you not pulling strings, like a puppeteer. how dare dare he shoot, like p*rnstars it look good but the act is terrible. donkey kong, i’m crashing barrels your raps unbearable i put all you in the ground, and i don’t ask to frack dawg. that came in handy man, you know the drill i pressure land in his backyard! i attack smart…a concise mind with prescience rhymes. land in dangerous water in desperate need of a lifeline. you can’t win without a gun, you need a ladder like the higher shelf ’cause you be reaching, i snap next on p*ssies, orion’s belt, slice him, bury him alive and he cry for help, put land in land so deep he can only find himself!
i don’t need no help, it don’t make you look bad ’cause you lost to decypher it just makes you look like everybody else

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