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chopra the spitter - bloody choppers 5 lyrics

[verse 1: the jackal]
h+llo and welcome
this the moment that froze h+ll
we totally honorific and blowing out in a showdown
whoa now
couple of choppers’ll turn your city to ghost town (get smoked)
tongue gonna get to gunslinging
the gun kicking accompanied by the crunch of the canine
ace high
nothing to go against the bullets i’m bringing
the bulletin reading: “i’m pulling it back and they bleeding (let’s go)
drinking a cup of the vigor to feel like i’m gonna take on a god
lock it in
when i`m focused don’t n0body wanna get involved
wallow at the bottom of the barrel
but i gotta get ’em bobbing they head
and the doctor gonna bе dead
when i make it a point that i’m onе of the best
and i’m knowing the app’ll able to keep it abeyance
taking the haemoglobin and making a mess of the test
next i’m grabbing the stethoscope and aiming at your…chest
cattywampus with the flow boy
mixing nonsense with the joy
one of a kind
try to copy me and my money flow
and you void
came a long way from that dc and i’ll bury any flow spitting
getting recognition from the people that matter
and liberty hall was the pivot (kick it)
jackal been rocking it
comet with the flow with the flames
i don’t get down with the cussing
i’m keeping it clean
laminate the paper he dabble on when he brainstorm
’cause one day it’s gonna be worth a fortune when he famous
exasperated when they making a villain of me
couldn’t believe the syllable per second series abrasive
how they gonna come for the rapper who never hating
when he practising a hobby and mastering all the basics
becoming a menace and boyding anybody who doubt him
looking at making an album that happen to prove he astounding
descent to nonsense
and forget the politics
i’m gonna party
but all on my own
i’m in a zone
put a fellow rapper in comatose when i flow
oh no
damaging a challenger, at least he tried
strap in for the rapping, this is bc5
[verse 2: ‎wedere]

[verse 3: mc rice]
les mains en l’air comme s’ils m’idolatraient
le mic j’ai trop frappé
ce que c’est beau d’rapper
quand on est trop frais
trop de frères tombés dans la gueule du loup
y se p+ssent dessus sous le flow fleur de sureau
non jamais trop sûr d’eux
les 2 chèvres vous soulèvent, soyez en assuré
je sais ce que je vaux, assassin serein
si c’est pas pour écraser la concu, le kickage à quoi ça sert hein
t’as fait le choix de m’inviter
sur le son maint’nant faut accepter
que je vienne enterrer
ces tass+pé, ma queue entre les dent comme un tar+pé
sur la piste comme formule 1, je rec sur un pc windows, en vérité ma le+gueu ouais f+ck un mac ‘zin
pleine vitesse lancée, l’arme est automatique, le débit t’a dépassé le mach 20
[verse 4: ‎troll]
demetrius que chega na track, ‘tá ligado que aqui não tem moleque
junta alemanha, com braza, usa, que sempre sai um bagulho louco
independe do cep, mano, nós faz um rap insano que chega, estraga seus plano
único ponto ruim disso tudo é que vocês não entendem nada do que eu ‘tô falando
mas isso não é problema, porque eu sei que no final só querem a flipada
então, eu vou dar o que vocês querem, porque sabem que eu também não ligo pra nada
disparo no beat que eu ‘tô sem limite, não quero saber onde vai dar
a velocidade que eu chego, agora só pra demonstrar
que quando eu já quero pegar no mic ninguém pode me parar
se eu pego na faca ou pego na pica não é da sua conta, rapá’

[verse 5: ‎dumanoid]
fakad artéria, ártéri a partszél
árt széria, mart ér – híja gyárt lét
artézi, had átérzi, ha kart tép
halvér riad, art ér rianásként!
arcél, hol a karc él, nem a var cél
majd szétvet a harchév, mint avart szél
darth vaderi a kardfény, megyek a sarcért
szajrém: ide vele, majré: kinevetem, agyrém!
tongue flippin’, thuggin’ krayzie, heated heavy, chop bars
gun cl!ckin’, buckin’, fakes are reelin’ from the onslaught
blood drippin’ from a blade, defeat and leave an opp scarred
one clip or cut’ll make me feel just like a rockstar
i got a true devotion, call it fluid poaching ’cause the
human donors help the muse to coach me, get the juices flowing!
i’m brewing potions for a new approach, i’m sweating bullets
knowin’ i’m still automatic – going through the motions!
becs a potom, ha becsapódom? fejtsd a kódom, vagy lecsap ollóm!
lecsapolom a ketchupotok, a meggysamponom a mashupotok
a megafonokat einstandolókat megskalpolom:
a kaja ma koponya, kicsomagolom a fejadagomat és elnyammogom!
tekerek? eleve tek: beleket teregetek, ereket
eregetek, meregetem e leveteket, belephet telepeket!
egyetlen csepp kell, s bevetek elemeket!
fekete rettenet erdeje: derenghet e rengeteg!
though this air is rarefied, my disc is aerodynamic
comin’ to sample every vertebrate on terra+like planets!
specimen paralysed, panicked, shrinkin’ in terror, i grab it!
if i run outta sp+ce, i can have another (tear or bite at it / terabyte added)!
the human race can battle, i make sterilized granite
i call it mutilating cattle when their serum’s extracted!
the axis of the earth is where i bury my hatchet
like a narrow mind opened when a new paradigm hacks it!
[hook: ‎faraway]
cut, cut, cut
bl++dy choppers 5
we want blood
towards this we strive
no virtue tonight
we torture and tie
will purge you entirely
and take your life
cut, cut, cut
bl++dy choppers 5
we want blood
towards this we strive
no virtue tonight
we torture and tie
will purge you entirely
and take your life

[verse 6: ‎kenosishot]
they want me to be about bl++dy
so i’m coming in to just spill ’em dry
man, it be dripping like honey
slowly see the life draining from their eyes
i came up from tech so i do it proper
i telling ya now, this is my genre
who’s bringing the crowd in, me and chopra
i aim for the neck when i feel like a chopper
i’m the individual to turn lyrical miracles actually spiritual when i bop ’em in the head
i’m the top of rambology so if anything you said ever got to me you’d be better off dead
because i got big talk, coming out of my dental, my words finna make a incision inside of your mental
it’s detrimental
with the blood upon my knife
know that finna make the cut
my name flood through out the night
i’m a winner and you’ve never been enough
know there’s k!llers on the cypher, every single one of us
so that’s why you don’t fit in or even ever discussed

[verse 7: ‎faraway]
кровь и бетон, на бите выбито “мы на бите”
теперь багровый фон у побитых на полу тел
бригада чопры не подотчётна, по+чёрному топит чопорных в чём+нибудь типа щёлочи, те
кто не хотели быть убитыми, позакрывались по домам
а пока тут играют с ритмом охотники за головами
перемещаемся по улицам, все прямо щас окочурятся, чопперы головы как курицам
рубят будто в деле мурамаса
или монтенегро ваас, did i ever tell you what insanity is?
ещё много раз приговор под бас мы исполним на бис
не может быть такого, что по городу шастает банда?
какие+то вандалы красят в красный гаражи?
палево? не бежим, ты всё правильно понял, мы живы
мы не в кино, но решили, что лучший выбор — достать ножи
не в адеквате, мы взяли по лопате, пора бы закопать их!
сыпется земля…
тем временем в палате катамаран не катит, к альдебарану за день —
это “киев за 3 дня”
вырос спрос на басы и монструозный посыл
любого с головы до пола мы тут толпой обоссым
будут плакать ослы, смотреть взглядом косым, а мы не смотрим на взрывы жоп
больно как пуля или пульпит
или волейбол гирей после харакири, их жжёт!
тебе нужен поп+фильтр?
больше пригодился бы, по ходу, белый флажок!
я набирал эти навыки немало времени
годами перемалывая артикуляционный аппарат в труху
чтобы в двадцать четвёртом году алдуину подать еду+инструментал
кто бы мог поверить, что голодный есть не стал?

[verse 8: ‎branx the king]
flamara am mic
babarischer geist
maske mit jacke im tarnfarbenstyle
artist mit aus masse herausragender
art wurde mit der zeit
reich an erfahrenheit
am ende wollen alle rapper irgendwann die schiene fahren die ich grade fahre doch ich hab die weiche umgestellt
jetzt rollen sie auf unbekannten abwegen umher und knallen unbelichtet gegen mauern und das ganze ungebremst
the real one, the one in possession of the cepter
the one who is bringing progression to this sector
the one who learned all lessons needed no correction and didn’t need to be lectured
motherf+ckers see a rainbow in the sky and stay at home because they think it’s lgbtq propaganda
you just got no manners
männers, wir hans geschafft
wir sind on top

[verse 9: ‎hasimoco]
you better be aware of the king of the flows
i’ma settle an affair with the swing of a blow
all the legends, on the square, will be winning the show
if i get up on the track it is finished, you hoe
murdering the instrumental k!ll ’em with precision we’re the sickest in the business gotta sip the thick+ass liquid
that is called the human blood
i’m a sucker for the fast chopping style of an era never seen before
syllables on point, i’m rapping
like a coil attacking your boys
i’m making them moist like wet winds
poisoned tracklist, soil is excellent
for a primitive flex
i’ma spit you a text
get a kiss on your neck
that’s the only way you could now say that you got the whole hickeys on deck
time to fl!ck off the cast
and now quicken up, specs got a trillion rams
slaughter everybody in a single f+cking second i’ve never been the one to be battering any motherf+ckers
stabbing them all undercover
cannibal a menace for the world
i am gonna surge, perimeter’s cursed with me
my life has been a rollercoaster of emotions lately
that’s the reason why my flow’s so heavy and i go so crazy
bl++dy f+cking choppers i’m the ultimate elitist in the building
my s+m+n is breathing material for the weakest
i’m seemingly lethal
gotta feast on the beat
and then i’m gonna gonna season it freely
to my delight that all the rappers on here murdered this joint
we out here grinding, sixth installment will be burning the toys

[hook: ‎faraway]
cut, cut, cut
bl++dy choppers 5
we want blood
towards this we strive
no virtue tonight
we torture and tie
will purge you entirely
and take your life
cut, cut, cut
bl++dy choppers 5
we want blood
towards this we strive
no virtue tonight
we torture and tie
will purge you entirely
and take your life

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