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destroyer - mic slayer lyrics

( intro )
this is the sh-t
in best m i
is it really is
or m just sh-tting here
let me tare it

( verse 1 )
ya’ll know i been claimin to be the illest producer
and its reason fuel up got in the game
to do d insane thang in a sane lane
sickest composer of da lane
k!llin weapons with a demons
scribbling thoughts on the notes
is the secret of my songs
i be h.a.m , i’m on roll n-gga
when i spit a beat em kids like
d-mn d-mn
n then i hit there mind with my wicked vibe
bang bang
i been locked up in ma room for months
just to search a reason that m here
the reason i should rap
reason for my life
inside in my mind
i was strengthin up my mastermind
ever since i was kid kind
i always had a notebook
i was so inclined
to know what is mankind
check my report cards
all u’ll get is rhyme lines
never studied just scribbled
my life
then i made my first song
and my n-gga was like
micky my n-gga u k!lla , u crazy , u daisy
u naild it
u should kick out some more
n u can k!ll all other rappers who held it
n-gga im dopper then ya favorite
rapper
i can jus eat them all ,i’m glutton
chopper

im the cross bread of eminem , tech n9ne
and hopsin u can say
as i’m inspired , influenced , confluence of all them

{chorus }

destroyer
he k!lls the beat
destroyer
hes a beast with a heat
i’m destroyer
god he steals souls n merge it with a beats
destroyer
he k!lls the beat
destroyer
hes a beast with a heat
im destroyer
god he steals souls n merge it with a beats

there ain’t n0body who can f-ck my flow
there ain’t n0body who can f-ck my flow
there ain’t n0body who got the b-lls to defeat my style
you you all n-ggas are just a joke
if u think you are rap star

( verse 2 )
sick of da
people who been always up
to holding my leg when m going up
you throwing questions n i answer em
as i’m paid enough
i’m a rapper ain’t no
k!ller or no prisoner
but imma be risky
to handle as imma
grisly
only with a demon inside me im frisky
n with my words , my rhyms im nifty
military got a higher post for me
as they got no weapon which can shoot up the target fore my words
nothing can hurt up more then words
n i can spit it faster then u guggle while u brush
b b bomba
i i imma
gimme the mic and i’mma mangle it tangle it
imma be the 1 to steal ya spot fore ya knew
all u other rapper are jus spitin up nursery
rhyhms u ain’t got no f-ckin clue
this game ain’t bout how cool or hot u sh-t
but be the real n do ya sh-t
step outta zone n feel other world doin
n see what they did
see baby u jus kid who got no b-lls to do
n m a crack head who got his up screw loosed
so u better never ever feel ya self so much cleaver
to mess up with my anger of u will get blister

{chorus }

- mic slayer lyrics

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