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ipo crita - now u see me (feat. a.k.f) lyrics

[ipo crita]
now you, motherf-ckers, can see me!
yeah, you probably shocked as a young girl, don’t you really want to be me!
beacuse i’m a big red stain on a ragged wall
the pieces of my flesh is splashed, i’m already cold!
yeah!
i’m a motherf-cking victim!
who shot me? wanna know? pointing on big team on a confrontation
we be just a bunch of c-ckroaches crushed, but no kind of nation…
no, i wasn’t murdered by a schoolboy, that was only a dust-throwing in eyes for somebody’s joy
and i wasn’t sent to heaven by a lethal toy, don’t be deeping in such meditation — may become paranoid
you’ll be seeing danger everywhere, but i don’t really care — my spirit’s no longer here
ever since — i’m a missing dramatic persona, and all i want to stay — is big red stain in a corner…
now my k!ller got to be most wanted… let me get a delicate material postponed only for a while
promise — i will return to it, because i want to say some, though you heard of it
have you ever seen a adust kid? could you’ve got rid of image of it?
what?
no, i ain’t mean a little hill of ash smashed! parlaying about kid, you beter ain’t get turbid!
now we take a time for imagination, we picture location which was meant for the recreation
but would you believe: floor is full of bodies, they was planning a party, young & rowdy!
visualise me, being that stack of corpses, put yourself on my place, imagine all that i felt!
i be them dozens of children dead, but what the punk says?
«scope is overestimated»?
counted on crowd to melt?
kid is innocent a priori, so who should you blame for all that horrifying genocide?
as you want to figure that right, because we all know that i wasn’t demolished by a fire that night or day…
i suppose that it don’t matter anyway
and after all these b-tches done they still feeling ok and not even embarrased
a various amount of examples of degradation will be enumerated but none of them clear as the money!
that shutting the loudest mouths and able to turn any colossus to a bunny
that’s a really pitiable sh-t, but more awful is the fact that bigger amount of people dealing with it
they continously permit treating themselves alike them puppets, getting more stupid like the motherf-cking muppets!
you won’t disengage unless you free youself…
remember, that att-tude be your single wealth
so…
ima conclude by diluting all that we understood with couple of rudes while i’m yet in a booth!
f-ck being scared and for tonight — that’s all
describe what you see around you, rest in peace, detsl!

[a.k.f]
i’m a sinister shade, blink and i’ma fade
i do k!lling to get paid, is y’all afraid?
peep the venom-drenched blade, now you in my plate
time for dinner, gotta make it so my hunger sate
got my sh-tlist war ready, finna roll steady
keepin it low like my phone berry
call me scorpion, my throws deadly, opening
throats barely for they talking holes can even utter “help me!”
all you next big things better make ya death wishes
taste the steel, bear witness to my best lyrics
i’m on that bull daily, neither spain nor texas
and f-ck y’all pay me, you f-cking h0m-s-xus
sh-t i done had to downgrade it for little minute
for the dim-witted that i finna feed a bit o’ s-m-n
they been beatin’ and squeezin’ they pitiful meats
me quit spittin in they pinkiest dreams
matter fact
i’ma shout out some ungrateful pr-cks
actin’ like the mage ain’t give em proper ways to spit
real k!llers don’t betray they cliques, b-tch i’ma make you quit
unless ya put together what’s left of ya wits
serenity, state o bliss, revenge served freezing
kings finna stay kings, serpents gon slither
they claim to talk trash, but they talk’s trash and
you can’t talk cl-ss… after you sold ya -ss
… f-ck it, let you be the sh-t, no article
all you good for is feel sick to and vomit on
hit a closest second hand store n buy some clothes, make a
creepy mask out ya face, stay anonymous
now ya b-tches see me and i see female regions
p-ssing on ya midgets and i ain’t paid for streaming…
no i’m never gonna easen up
so let the hunt begin, cuz i’ve released the hounds
my d-ck caliber is 5 wh0r-s at the same time
and i ain’t gotta trade hot water for dem fake rhymes
and i ain’t diggin no diggidy, i be swift with artillery
i’m the literal miracle on a lyrical k!llling spree
this is it, b-tches! f-ck you gon do about it?!
for ya whimper up a diss, gotta get ya noses powdered
me n ipo crita, we no hypocrites
got bullets with names on em, one of them is this!

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