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mario william vitale - dropping bombs lyrics

what’s up with this fool this a battle my dude
your in my domain so you play by my rule
you battling a beast that’s more evil than you
anything you do, i can do better than you
i’m bred from a breed that would eat you for their food
we watch and read about your type on the daily news
they only found your wind pipe no other parts of you
thats what happened when you come across a beast
that feeds off the hearts of its lower counter parts
rap underworld boss, much bigger than you for starts
i make you and your crew look like they scooby doo
me controlling the elements that’s hell for you
nothing you can do, my metaphors got meaning
you are a hoax just teething
imma full blown demon
you barely steaming
you’ve bean bitten its good ridden
my odds against you for so many reasons
i been hot, who you think changed the seasons
my hans solo helped the pharaohs off spring
made alienware out of theses underground kings
beating my chest in the middle of the ring
raising vikings train’em to win
with my pen alone i could k!ll you with writtin
imagine what a battle axe would do to your chin
i’ll hulk smash, push your shin bone through your chin
fresh off of my second wind, fresh off of a wind
i been doing this, before you exist
and will run this when you stop breathing
you are in the path of a psychopath
you do the math then face my wrath
i k!ll guys blood ties then take a bath and laugh
you should just stop
we are not even
i revive your life
k!ll you twice
just so the plot thicken
you was easy pick, from slim pickens
i swallow whole chickens and baby pigeons
livin under bridges trying to change my image
fightin trolls and warriors my daily scrimmage
k!lling you, then train your brethren and break bread with
your best friend, i’ll be home by seven to have some words with the reverent
my crazy flow i’ll spit you a rembrandt
my sk!ll running rampant
about to get a little uncanned
i got a b-tch in the hampton
and she thinks i’m top ten
plus i’m tall dark and i’m handsome
i’ll take you for ransom
but your not worth a grand-son
you couldn’t out rap me
if you were santa grandson
your evil family
will die ironically
every villain dies gory
in every story featuring me

- mario william vitale lyrics

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