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novatore - bloodsport lyrics

[verse 1]
who want to rock with the sickest f+ck of the century?
never would call the cops and was drinkin’ vodka incessantly
i elegantly settle sh+t with a metal fist
developmental g+nius with a p+n+s like an elephant (heh heh)
intelligent schemes, emcees my element
i’m eloquent, on stage you’ll catch the fade with the razorblades
they start the raid with the smoke grenade but i dipped out the back and brought six tracks to motivate
a h+llraiser with slapjacks and two tasers, a change of clothes with a backpack to do capers
k!ll two haters then spit in the booth later, go sabretooth if it’s war and i’m chillin’ with tomb raiders
i’m a sly fox, no glocks, rockin’ some moccasins
your top is hit, i unlocked the whip and then hopped in
a movie buff forever living in fiction, smokin’ with sloan kettering, will ferrell and john hopkins

[chorus]
i bring terror, i bring pain
i’m ready to bring it to anybody who say my name
i keep it civil but always ready for war
don’t get it twisted, this is a bloodsport
i bring terror, i bring pain
i’m ready to bring it to anybody who say my name
i keep it civil but always ready for war
don’t get it twisted, this is a bloodsport

[verse 2]
i f+cked a lot of y’all, all i hear is the yada yada
you talkin’ sh+t but you never gonna do nada (nada!)
don’t rock no prada, my style is cheap
i’m leavin’ a creep f+cked with his nose punched and chipped t++th
i stay discreet until the second that i snuff you, i seen what trust do, i wonder if they trust you
to gain trust you gotta do what you must do, the boundaries get set but the line steppers will bust through
but i can bust through too, f+cker, i’ll bust you
my enemies will kick the bucket, never f+ck with lucky lou
i’m peepin’ technique, weak, style is p+ss poor
i see you mad at me, what the f+ck is you p+ssed for?
we keep ourselves safe, haters will distort
circle talking’s tennis, i’m never playin’ no rich sport
so when it’s war, no back and forth, it’s fanged t++th
blood sucking freak, the vampire of bridgeport
[chorus]
i bring terror, i bring pain
i’m ready to bring it to anybody who say my name
i keep it civil but always ready for war
don’t get it twisted, this is a bloodsport
i bring terror, i bring pain
i’m ready to bring it to anybody who say my name
i keep it civil but always ready for war
don’t get it twisted, this is a bloodsport

[verse 3]
they talkin’ sh+t to me for dissin’ the epitome
of what i hate in rap, i won’t state specifically
won’t let it get to me, this industry is fickle
but in fiction, i will travis bickle busters with a f+ckin’ sickle
ain’t in a pickle ’cause i relishin’ the conflict
i am beyond sick, diss and i respond quick
you do me wrong and it’s don to a convict
but back in the thick ’cause my clique paid the bond quick
i feel the bomb tick, you best done get your vest up
you’ll get your neck cut thinkin’ that you’re next up
i’m from chicago, dawg, i wouldn’t try to catch up
your best stuff is less than any verse that i have messed up
no pocket rocket but i’ll clock you at approximately
seven, if i’m dead, i guess i’m rockin’ you but posthumously
the cops will get me but the charges never stick
it ain’t my lawyer, it’s my luck like i’m hardly ever sick

- novatore lyrics

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