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lord of the mics - wiley vs kano lyrics

[intro – kano]
oh is it me?
alright
yeah, alright
when does it come?
louis
let’s do this
yo, yo

[verse 1 – kano]
yo, bill
when i spit, i spit to k!ll
spit a bag a set of large, you know the drill
entire crew armed, you know the drill
bring games if you wanna play, you know i will
spit rounds and run clowns out of town
clique don’t like when they hear the cl!ck, it gets nasty
draw chit chit coming nasty
cl!ck cl!ck, coming nasty
don’t put it past me
yo i can be nasty (narstie?)
nudge that boy that’s trying to walk past me
blast me, never blast me, can’t cl-ss me
with these other mcs i’m nasty
and i do it my way, do it smartly
soon come, soon bun down whole party
no time for the badman tryna dart me
can’t harm me, n.a.s.t.y is the army

[verse 2 – wiley]
oi kane
lemme see if you’re real or fake kane
wait kane, lemme see if you’re moving weight, kane
oi kane, i heard you’re only gonna pay kane
tryna mislead people, that’s wrong kane
i’m coming out with the goods and i’m better than you kane
i roll with the b-ss, so i’m heavy kane
you can never [?] kane
[?] would bury kane
i pop your girlfriend’s cherry kane
i pop [?]
[?] i’m ready kane
serious, watch how you move, step steady kane
your girl’s nipple tastes like strawberry cane
who’s got [?]
i’ll show you the read deal kane
who’s got [?]
i’ll show you the read deal kane

[verse 3 – kano]
yo spray, i’m a k-a
you gotta raise your game, you’re losing fame
who’s to blame, k-a’s to blame
and kane can’t be tamed
i get dirty too, i spit a four bar and murk your 32
welcome to the game who invited you?
i never welcomed, i invited myself
say no more, let my flow speak for itself
i k!ll, spit and say no more, [?] don’t speak for your health
but they see kane, never see an empty shelf
see kane, never see an empty pocket
see beef, never see me not on it
i see a chance, and they never see me rock from it
i’m advanced
draw for any weapon at any chance, many weapons
got a link from france, don’t let me get ’em
just think about my att-tude stinks
last chance to pick your war lottery number
draw .44, .38, and a .9 in order
time to slaughter
time to put your spine out of order
i’m out of order
so i ordered a gat with ak on it
the draw like [?] the girls see me with a hat, with a-k on it
pray kane’s on it
beef? p-ssy’ole
pray kane’s off it

[verse 4 – wiley]

[verse 5 – kano]

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