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kamackeris - untouchable lyrics

kwite def – “untouchable”
[emcee(s): kwite def (aka kamackeris)]
[producer(s): x-ray da mindbenda]

[verse 1: kwite def (aka kamackeris)]
this ain’t no game
time to bless out. speak the wrong words
i’ll blow your vest out. it took mad
years to build with this so n-ggas could chill with this
lounge in the cut and feel this surrealist
emcees just freeze, come back with a
40 and an l—here’s the keys. first
thing on the fort, you’re getting taught hip hop 101
[?]. we’re
lounging up, real emcees, we’re rounding up
put ‘em in the lab. is you down to what?
swinging this thing full-circle for the radius
no matter what clique, c4c be the shadiest
we got the villains, the bona fide illing
these cats walk the streets with no feeling. it’s all about
shillings. we’re heavily armed, you’re heaving bombed
my eyes stay blood off the heavenly traum
now who catch wreck and who fumbled it? right about
now, it’s only real that i’m running it

[hook: kwite def (aka kamackeris)]
these streets is
hard, it made me harder. if it don’t pro-
-gress, why even bother? now who’s selling
dreams and who got the real, supreme scheme?
untouchable n-gga team

[verse 2: kwite def (aka kamackeris)]
any
track brought forth and i rack, bring twenty
beams to the show and just check it. sounds just like
the record, mad original, full-blast, pull
past once we smoke about a thousand of these
now who you gonna trust? we ain’t k!lling them. they’re k!lling
us, and right up to now, it’s obvious
d-mn right i’m hostile, we’re fully committed to getting
blitted, advising all of y’all to get with it. son
sh-tted but won’t admit it. it’s no need
because n-ggas know who did it: the lawgiver
and not the one who died. suicide
should have—could it be homicide?

[verse 3: kwite def (aka kamackeris)]
and up-front
q-u-double-e-n-
-z, we break it off properly, lo-
-gically. you could bear witness, rendering
sucker emcees hitless from day
one, first time i spit this, and if you vio-
-late, you’re beat down with the quickness. wired up
black, you got to handle that, then i’ma cop me
some herb where my man be at. we’re out to rearrange
the game, change the reign. my claim to fame is
staying the same while you suckers want to switch up
show two faces, double-edged sword, but
you’re fraud

- kamackeris lyrics

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