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mc senich - oxygen lyrics

[verse 1]
yeah do it
when i jump on the beat, player hold your seat
this is ’bout to be a rougher ride, yo i’m covered in heat
k!ll your hormones you ain’t gonna transport none else than defeat
sheep on the beat go to the backseat my victory is bittersweet and yours is terminated, obsolete
i’m gonna feast on your blood, i’m the beast and you’re not
check it on an a-b-c
i run things better than did run-dmc, you see?
ain’t no rhyme gonna stop me, will a f-ggot come and pop me?
from the streets, die in the streets
don k!lluminati rebirth, i ain’t no rule dweeb
when you walk wit me your feet hurt, you still wanna beef?

[verse 2]
your body water is leaking when i come into this room
you’re the bomb and i’m the fuse
i’m hollerin’ and you’re not, this is my spot, and i’m rulin’ it with my plot
you gon’ go follow the red dot, go listen to slipknot
go back to metal, man, even the dentist hates me when i go dental, man
verse 2 and i’m already gone so mental
this has been written down before a freestyle with no instrumental
go grab a pencil, watch if you can write a rhyme without o.d’ing on your spit
what part you don’t get?
i said i go fly

[verse 3]
when you go and open my jars expect rhymes to come out flowin’ by my bars,
see i’m the lyrical g*nius when i sputum out and sneak around you with my night claws
i’m the werewolf senich, i got caught, try to shoot me, it’s a block shot
in your face, that you will never try to go hot ’bout
grabbin’ my gun i’m ’bout to run around your neck and shoot a round like “motherf-cker, i’m god!”
and you will know who’s the sorry one when i come to your block and know that motherf-cker it’s real
better make a big deal, cause when i’m in this b-tch i’ll be collapsing buildings like a new missile got launched at isra-e-yeel,
you better kneel, infront of your king cause i’m the rap dude, wait no i’m a dude who raps, yeezus
it’s a mockery you better be turned into pieces
and the bees here flees you, cause your rhymes stink, and the double k couldn’t please you
my last bars deceased you
it’s oxygen

[outro]
this b-tch’s done here?
yeah it’s done

- mc senich lyrics

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