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your death - omnichopper lyrics

[verse 1: hi*sunk0]
the first boy go, guess i’ll be the one to start this
finna be munchin’ the beat, and gouple it up, i’m leavin’ ya starvin’

i’m offin’ em feet, im so turnt up on this

if ever fight me, better not lose confidence
nonetheless you’d still get k!lled, head spilled off blood
none stop, boxin’ em, and then many pass out

you think you gonna battle me
reality check, you getting clapped now, huh

,and then you will see the horrors
couple angels sing the chorus, then the middle east be bombin’
sila nanaman i paslangin

[verse 2: titan]
eu sei que não fácil, eu não faço besteira compasso no passo pedaço pra mim não é zueira é mais que trabalho eu to observando aqui cada detalhe
que venho pela curva subindo as ladeiras, quebrando paredes ascendendo lareiras usando o poder da minha mente pra chegar no topo construindo versos na telha
mas olha bem… porque as pessoas não querem pensar normalmente? porque essa gente doente que fala besteira ta aqui contra gente?
mas eu sou decente então mano se cala, porque eu penso bem aqui não to vala, sigo muito bem aqui faço minha fala, e na ansiedade eu só meto bala

acha que sou fraco, te deixo em pedaços eu faço bagaço cada vez que eu escrevo, meus versos não são escassos
faço um churrasco, um assado de carnes é fato, mano se liga isso fato, pra mim é fácil, porque obstáculos na minha frente serão empurrados
detono cada frase pra mostrar quem ta no topo, acho que esse povo ta ficando muito louco
pra mim é moleza posso atacar denovo, repara no ataque na bala que ataca que bate na cara dos cara que fala tenho bala até tarde guardada que te empala te afoga que estraga e te encurrala jogando no poço
[veres 3: mrgvn]
ok, i hit em with the venom make em out of the line, ok i hit em with the rhythm make em out of the signs
choppa flow is the sk!ll i gotta develop high, i got the devils on the pedal they ain’t wasting my time
benjamins in my pocket gotta keep on my side, and yeah we going everywhere we gotta keeping a sign
when we up in the team we gotta keep on the grind
we sending bullets and them shots get em high to the sky
all these b*tches be glazing and they said that sh*t amazing
when i reach up to the top man i’ll never gonna flexing
i do the dash up in the board and yeah we sharp just like a sword
we kickin the rappers and then comin’ to pop and then comin’ to chop and then breaking em off like
and then we comin’ to breakin an evidence
i’m on the top of the game like a veteran
choppin’ a clique and i breakin a b*tch
and then thinking of bringin’ a fake in the back and breakin em
woke up in coffin then i bout to stoppin’ em
keeping it come then i coming to breakin’ em
they keep on come with that sh*t then i coming to

[verse 4: omnichopper]
drop in the grave and i’m pourin’ the fluoroantimonic acid
gonna melt your body without leaving f*cking evidence
tryna figure out my lyrics just like humans are thinkin’ of abiogenesis
gonna rain upon ya with my f*ckin’ daedalus stormbow

gonna be reforging’ till i get a f*ckin’ legendary
you will understand that having brothers is so necessary
executing anyone who try to be defying us
the undaground choppers will not be able to f*ckin’ beat us
when i’m stabbin’ ‘em all with a murderer’s knife, all they blood explosive
make it more deadly by making it corrosive
never gonna spare them, no matter what they will give
when we f*cking choppers dead, new choppers will come

stuck in a chasm, my enemies gonna be dead
end their f*ckin’ life with mothaf*ckin’ slashes
send ‘em to the f*ckin’ cemetery
imma cause a genocide that will be revolutionary
you will never come back, b*tch
(sick in a fake and i’m big in it wicked, big in a bag, i’m makin’ a mac)

- omnichopper lyrics

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