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ex-scees - disaster lyrics

(verse 1)

yo, bust a cold rhyme, ex on demon time
always on the climb, the peak is my whole prime
ya’ll flows are so grime, it doesn’t even scratch the surface
pardon the dirt i threw, just rapping and service
my purpose is to get rid of the worthless with every single verse
it’s more of a curse to make so many he+rs+s
that sh+t plays my mind back like i just reversed it
when they diss ex again, no more rehearsing
my mind is a boxer, rhymes focuses is to knock ’em beats outs
and send ’em to the doctor
then seal ’em like a locker
i’m the shocker with the lines that can rewrite your story like a paranoid author
worried about if his life story won’t go farther
the public can be harsh but they don’t stop ex from causing disaster
the faster my punches come, it’ll leave you blue like a jazzer
blaster of gats, wait till’ the enemies freeze
steel comes, your it once the touch, your feeling the breeze
when i walk past you, your still and with ease
i’ll take the whole crew out like i’m winning the freeze
tag, chloroform gags has the enemy in the worst class
have ’em like footb+lls thrown, once they go on to pass
i look fast in vast shootings with new cats
bombs on the head, mind blowing rhymes boost my new stats
a true fact: he can get his crew hacked and have ’em tighten up like durags
i threw flags, officially pointing out cons in confused dads
(verse 2)

my rhymes are like a bad smell
let the raps chase the bag, then i prevail
they discuss me, when the scent reaches the nose
i’m xl, sk!ll wise and realize my deals are like a steel rod
i prevent these fakes from cracking
still got, a bunch of flows to show you while the lyrics i produce
introducing the world that ex will dispose soon
a whole spoon, i pick ’em up and begin eating
bars and bars keep going, i can’t stop feasting
then i’m breathing the toxic air to give it back to the heathens
i’m cheating on these little games like girls were xbox controlling fiends and
i still got cake on me all day
they always want a piece, on this street
i tell ’em go do it your broadway
hallways is where i get most victims
the symptoms of you possibly getting k!lled by ex is once you listen
the lyrics comes in fast like pushing a piston
have ’em feel the old writtens, these chickens be chirping then dissing
then run away when ex responds, the techs i tote can leave ya’ missing
”one in a million” to winning like megalon
slugs penetrate to devastate the mind state of a featherweight cause they soft as a feather wait
i kept the record straight like not rapping g+y sh+t, on record days
left ’em dazed, knocked out with one move
very impressive sk!lls from ex, the breath of will tends to k!ll negative forces but ex will still+
live on and cause disaster as long i’m a rapper
they give beast chicken pox, the dj keeps scratching
they ain’t matching to my sk!ll, i’m everlasting
well no cause eminem is better so forget that b+st+rd
mastered sk!lls that leave some of these rappers flattered
they want to mirror my abilities until i’ll have my reflections shattered
straight clones, get off my level glown
you know ain’t winning, just like your own holmes
(outro)

yeah
straight up disaster
ex

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