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bee jewell - gloves of death lyrics

[verse 1]
i bring death to the mic when i touch it
you want beef, you buggin’
but we can go to war its whatever
busted is what i leave ya skull, kid i’m crushing
all compet-tion, who say that i be contradicting
the rhymes that i be spitting, i spit straight from the heart
i slay my prey out in the open while you attack in the dark
like a coward, waiting for me to let down my guard
but that won’t happen
i’m hailing from the l.o.o.t.z crew and i be’s da captain
yo hobbies playing simon says then we can get to clappin, whats good?
my rhymes will wet your dirty flow and turn your flow to mud
i’ma rank ya, kid you ain’t no thug
i’m more thug than you, that makes you a w-nksta
if i wanted to i’d probably bend you like a hanger
if i wanted to i’d beat you like a power ranger
i’ve got the power, but i’m more of a nice guy
i’ve got goofy moves too, but i’m also a wise guy
wisen up kids if a long time you wanna live
don’t give ya life to drugs and alcohol just to liven up
the party, cause long term affects will be hardy
and you’ll be out of this world, much earlier than tardy

[chorus]
my rhymes are fresh, spit knowledge with my breath
you better watch your step because i got the gloves of death (x2)

[verse 2]
i still can’t stomach how cats be bumming on my swag
saying that my style amounts to nothing
my flow hotter than the sun and i’m turning the mic to ash
i’m not worried about my haters because they can dress in drag
for all i care, they can kick rocks without shoes
me without a mic is like b.b king without the blues
listen to my mixtape, lets go on a lyrical cruise
i’ll drop a couple punchlines as long as you don’t bruise
i avoid trouble, because i smell it just as it brews
then i leave, you should do the same thing fol-low me
i don’t wanna wait for trouble
i don’t wanna wait like dawson’s creek
doin’ that is why some cats be laid out in the streets
a letter read r.i.p be sent out to they peeps
and i really don’t need my fam worried about me
but bad mouthing me is how you get bust in yo mouth, see?
might break out yo t–th, so you better have in yo mouthpiece
i took anger management, but occasionally i still get rowdy
sleeper hold you and your vision will get blurry and you’ll get drowsy
uneash a flurry of fury on you with all my mighty
destroy you, make you look bad in front of yo wifee
thats what happen when people be perpind o so trifely
causing problems with people who ain’t even bothering em

[chorus]

- bee jewell lyrics

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