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drunken killah - evangelion: re lyrics

[verse 1: edisto illizhii]

r.i.p. steve, see me on my jobs
young southern carolinian defying the odds
bardock’s offspring, i’m the saiyan god
let that swish it around your ear like a cotton swab
cotton picking new slaves of the new wave
the streets rage if you lacking then you front page
and i’m not tryna make those headlines
i kneel every night to thank the man at bedtime
stories like adam sandler’s fl1ck
remote detonation just wait for the cl1ck…and…
if you didn’t get that sh-t, go get another hobby, cuz’ rap ain’t it
admit it’s foul, yeah baby that’s flagrant
alpha male’s pheromones, no fragrance
edisto screaming “what the f-ck they selling em?”, illizhii, re, this that evangelion
(beast!)

[verse 2: meechh]

my life
another notebook
full of stories & things that ppl told us
full stories ,full dreams
matrimony to music ain’t really what it seem
seems like its the greatest
seem so amazing
seems like it was built to resurrect the savior
on a good day people wanna blast
on a bad day people can’t stand it
but in reality music makes the planet
a planet without music is deeming to go rancid
a planet without music is asking to get to get banded
so music runs the lives of every single family
i just wanna learn the hard way
i just wanna learn from all my mistakes
never back down something that we all say
music is power, so please don’t let the power fade

[verse 3: oroku saki]

they say saki freestyle you see style ain’t free and
it seems barred up and so these bars i release..
please i was beast before keef was a chief
i said i be slaying sayings not a figure of speech
proxy, oxy i’m f-cking serving these morons
medusa head on me like i’m f-cking a gorgon
saki on some other sh-t
i’m on another level you ain’t even hit the start b-tch
i just came alive these n-ggas hanging off the scrodum
come and see me eagle eye sitting on the highest totem
d-mn n-gga, blam then scram n-gga
saki sendin shots, shots harder then most triggas
i might be shooting canons but you still ain’t got the picture
salt water litter mane i p-ss the sickest mixtures
liquor be the catalyst that lyrical elixir
its nbdmg, h-ll yeah we off the richter

[verse 4: king ic3]

got bars like a convict
causin conflict
deceive you on some con sh-t
cause i can spit
its the f-cking cash catalyst
always guzzling up activist
posted wit my savages
throwing hands so we p-ss-a-fist
and if i p-ss my fist
i might just smash your b-tch
catch her screaming yes
but i never ever asked her sh-t
i keep a tight -ss circle and no squares fit
and my money on my lap where yo ho head sit
gotta thing for tatted b-tches and i love them red hoes
she got tweets about her man but i pretend i never red those
n-ggas that disrespect me are last seen wearing red clothes
n-ggas see the fuzz and dip like a b-tch doing the red nose
make them legs do the peace sign, i love hippies
hoes love ice like cholo’s love d-ckies
she get’s served d’s quick like mickey’s
nbd at your neck like some mother f-cking hickies

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