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monev360 – rip it down lyrics

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[verse 1]
respect the architect don’t be narcolep’ its sort of like a paradox cause when i spark you’re wet
look how dark it gets when you’re marked for death, that’s some biggie smalls talking bout that fl!ck by
steve segal
i’m hard to k!ll but you’re a fish out of water so guard your grill, with a guard or shield
but when i step on the scene i start ripping stuff up like wolverine, there’s scars on your neck like gills
i’mma contract k!ller. i think too big for a record deal, so put a label on the table
or i ain’t able, i’m a descendant of cain, so on the eve of destruction you’ll remember my name
monev the flow rev i used to sing in the choir, so when i’m spitting heat it’s that holy ghost fire
the first n-gga blowing up like richard with no priors fiber optic when i drop it if they saying through the wire

[hook]
monev i’m bout to rip it down, uh monev i’m bout to rip it down, yeah uh, hindu, can i rip it down, uh
yeah, yeah

[verse 2]
i mastered the english language, enslaving any word that i speak, that’s because i got freedom of speech
i’m not a vegetarian but i be eating these beats, my firearms stretch long for increasing my reach
now that’s what i call increasing the peace, i’m indecent a beast, your blood spilling is what recently
leaked
to the streets your drug dealing is easily peaked, by high flying verbal missles better duck like you got a
beak
put you on hold like i got a beep, you’re so boring when you’re recording that your computer goes to sleep
but when i shut it down n-ggas sit there and laugh you couldn’t categorize my paragraphs with a pair of
graphs
my vocal cords hold swords like i wear a sash, you rappers sin nonchalantly yall ain’t scared of wrath?
well get prepared for the lyrical judgment the restoration comes after what happens first is the second
coming

[hook]

[verse 3]
i got a flow like you wouldn’t believe not a magician but i’m equipped with tricks that i put up my sleeve
as this ink stains a different form of wood off a tree, in bad grammar i wonder what rapper’s gooder than me
pardon my french cause better is better i make it rain young fella, so ask rhianna for her umbrella
but it ain’t capital gain it’s a brainstorm, while you rap about your chain my style remains warm
the rap game now is a digital underground where everybody is downloading the same song
since i sing a different song i wonder why i ain’t on, but i still be saying that repet-tively
i keep up with all others compet-tively, and there really ain’t another rapper better than me
and there never will be another verbal endeavors with the vendetta to put words together consecutively



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