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murkemz - raptorz lyrics

[intro]
y’all n+ggas want smoke with the big bad wolf come ’n try your luck
it’s murkemz
ha, ay
yeah

[verse 1]
y’all n+ggas want smoke with the big bad wolf come ’n try your luck
if you clip the wrong cord blow this (hoe?) to smithereens, we just wired up
i been riding through the city with a couple hoes on me i’m a fire truck
get your whole hood puttin’ lighters up
never knew your mum would have cried this much
keep it quiet son, i need silence, i need focus
(peel off then load this?)
your b+tch buzz like she a locust
take a lesson why don’t you learn you been out with the dopest
box a n+gga like he (stole fish?)
roll him up, and them i smoke him, it was a dead pope ring
ding dong like the hostess
n+ggas at ya front door we doing the moses
k!ll a thing, off his head with the guillotine
gave a dose and now she still a fiend
i’ma strike rich off the illest schemes
if he up i am still in lead
i was creeping a lot to the front like a millipede
got a bag from the philippines
kiss your (?)…. and say
mash you a realer scene
man y’all n+ggas trap the while backwards
yappin’ like actors
if these liars, were some frat brothers they be kappa phi kappa
i’m back and i’m snappin’
put an ny patch on my cactus
need a hoe and a pack of fried catfish
anybody tryin’a clap or fly savage?
lookin’ good yo, let the n+ggas sow
pass the (bikkie?) like a (?)
down the mic how to stick a blow
steppin’ with the bird it’s a pigeon toe
pull a heist off, put on different clothes
millimetre got a different nose
a gorilla even when i spit as slow
’cause these n+ggas streaming all these different flows
tell joyner lucas, tory, token, noel ’n jokerz that i’m comin’ for the top spot
i’m a vulture poachin’ posers so they know it’s over ’cause i’m comin’ with it non stop
i put a n+gga in the palm box
i put a bullet line front of a n+gga this is where the line stops
i got a photo make ya mom pop
and hit your liver like a shot of liquor, l!ckin’ (where the lime drops?)
so come and rap with the raptorz
i k!ll a n+gga with a verse and return him like i’m back on the track to attack on the masses
so get your vest so i can make an example of all my tactical (?), you lapse i’ma spazz
flack ’cause i’m black with a knack for disaster, stash stacks and i put ’em black backs to the plaster
get your riches and your rags stashed from the (master?)
and turn a n+gga to a red stack for my laughter
hardy, harty ha this sh+t is hysterical
these n+ggas tryin’a mimic my miracles
(?) try to give my sh+t is imperial
me ‘n murkemz out be hostin’ your burial
dearly departed we gather here today to p+ss on this body
that’s for talkin’ like he living like god he
(?) a rapper with biggie and pac+y (good god)

- murkemz lyrics

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