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dj muggs x rome streetz - stone cold soul lyrics

assassins

[verse 1]
ayo, check
comin live from gotham city screaming “bruce wayne, you can eat a d+ck”
it’s h+ll, we bag and sell that poison ivy just to see the chips
it’s chaos like muggs and marci, large pistol underneath the car seat
getting caught is costly but we risk the odds oddly
ya favorite rapper can f+ck with me hardly
n+ggas know i been going hard but as of now my style’s beyond godly
the only n+gga with dmt on [?]
my p in c is the illegally issued heat from out the army
i been a don since n+ggas called purple weed ‘bonnie’
you know [?], rome the stone cold soul assassin (soul assassins)
cut the grass to view the cobra passing
k!ll his ass with no compassion, the bolder section
i control the globe and hold the laugh in
fully tapped in, i don’t know distractions
you can’t decode the flow, i came to overdose this, the spider package
jury party, i’ll invite the ratchet to book ya ass with

[hook]
prescribe the homicide, now i’m coming to clap sh+t
aim and twist any rapper’s cap backwards
all you saw was the flash, the black mask and the soul assassin
[verse 2]
you know the vibe, raise ya middle finger high
f+ck nypd, jail time, court and citations
they open wide, you see they eyes dilatin
by now it’s no surprise for you to know i run the show like live nation
fly flagrant, i cross ya eye with sly razors
murder statements on my notebook pages
pay over praises, all you n+ggas pray, kiss the [?] of the savior
foul style behavior, display a wavier flavor
don’t give a f+ck who you favor, my sh+t play from norway to santa fe
b+tter baby like land o’lakes
we still [?] but know the steelo done upgraded some
i’m on an amazing run making customers take a bump
hustler by nature ’til my days is done
f+ck throwing n+ggas off of the roof now, i’d rather make ’em jump
like chris kelly deli, my sh+t blazin like jamaican
skunk
non cipher if the plate got bacon, son
[?]
i need the pay to come in lump sums
muggs dropped a bag on ya head, ya won’t see where it come from

[hook]
prescribe the homicide, now i’m coming to clap sh+t
aim and twist any rapper’s cap backwards
all you saw was the flash, the black mask and the soul assassin

- dj muggs x rome streetz lyrics

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