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rum nitty vs. viixen the assassin - urltv lyrics

[round 1: viixen the assassin]
how’s everyone doin’ tonight?
well for me…it’s been rough rough
combining kings vs. queens with summer madness, when they hit us, it ain’t enough bucks
i know smack came a long way from dvd’s and now he’s stuck up
but you need to call caffeine and fix whatever you f*cked up
blade out, sh*t like coupons, i’m finna cut up
one slice, change the game, pizza hut f*ck
blood, dry on the blade like, “what is this stuff? crust?”
watch a crip die slow but his blood rust
silencers, shhhh
i better bring back white girls sayin’, “shut up”
creepin’ rum, [?], snuck up
let this b*tch blow, point one (.1)…rum got me f*cked up
what’s up?
i know i can’t outpunch this puncher, i’m not stupid
but y’all allow domestic violence sh*t, y’all ruthless
ask mе why i’m more of a left eye, waiting to exhalе type of b*tch when i’m movin’
(why?)
cause for a punch, i brought fire like hadouken
let’s get to it
i’m on a different time bro, sh*t fly by
d*mn where does the time go?
my shooters grip from the jump like skyzone
do my signature muah, and you goin’ to sleep, i’m talkin’ pr*nto
that’s kiss and the z’s (disease) like mono
no combo, i’m givin’ him all rights, he in for a long night
they confused on how a white girl can hit a crip this smooth, kendrick lamar, right?
you the alien, alright, i’ll still up the heat
i don’t care where you at
once it’s up with me, it’s stuck with me
catch an alien while he f*ckin’, n*gga you can’t even come (cum) in peace
drop the heat
there go this blade again
this b*tch old, but it does enough
you gonna end up like pittsburgh steelers, stuck with rust
where i’m from, you have to toughen up
ever since a kid i was in the trenches dawg (dog); scruff mcgruff
i don’t wanna go punch for punch or knuckle up
sniper rifle or f*ck you up
it’s so ‘dangerous’, through the scope it look like a 90’s video from busta bus’
url what’s up?
y’all got me mad in this b*tch
do i gotta remind y’all i’m f*ckin’ her
like a n*gga that brag on his d*ck?
i don’t care if he a crip
once he act up he gettin’ packed up
i’m a nut’, insane and i ain’t bust in awhile, you better back up
they said i’m all performance, no punches, i’m never endin’ frail
we different ranks, you can’t school me, y’all better wish him well
yes, i’m ’bout to scream in your face allll night…that ship will never sail
all ivey do it yell (yale), i’m still better than cornell
when we pull up, we droppin’ sh*t
mask over all, it’s alcohol anonymous, make him strip
before the casket, i’m that bold
yeah you gotta take everything off before you lay down, like outside clothes
why wouldn’t i bring a gun to this punch fight, that’s what it’s made for
he swing he gettin’ it worse than what he came for
if the punch come with a combo, i’ma up/charge, and he gonna have to pay more
you ’bout to die die
split his sh*t, ’til he wide wide
open the punch, look like i’m givin’ a hi*5
you sweet sweet, can’t beat me
i got answers for the cheat sheet
here to take rum, straight up, i like it neat neat
crack a smile like keet keet
anemic, i seek heat
c*ck back, bust in mouth, i’m a freak freak
he went from being a puncher to tastin’ a mil’ (meal), he keith*
you gon’ use my skin tone against me, but i’m not here to fight race
thinkin’ i won’t easily black out on rum cause i’m light*wait (weight)
we can go black side or white side, i’m really with the drama
my black side come with the big b*tt, and i get it from my mama
but i will bust yo’ head ’til you on my white meat like a threat from yo’ mama
holdin’ it, polar grip
bullets go straight through his skull gets split
y’all wanna know the best thing about being black and white?
graze (gray’s) areas don’t exist
i’ll make this b*tch bleed with anything within reach
he your number one?
well anything can get beat
havin’ an onlyfans taught me, be careful who you sendin’ to(send in two), anything can get leaked
time
[round 1: rum nitty]

- urltv lyrics

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