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ᐯic ᐯega - throw your hands in the air lyrics

throw your hands in the air lyrics
(verse 1) + vic vega
f+ck all my enemies who choose to put a price on my head
shades of red to make the blood rush splatter that’s gushing out your head
you’re nothing but a liability
i’ll put a bullethole right in your forehead much worse than john kennedy
stab you in the groin and you’ll be screaming for emergency
the media would criticize my songs controversially
now i’ve made an album, but it’s not even commercially
successful, but i’m always gonna take the crown + perfectly
get you p+ssed off and you gone take this beef personally
my rhymes will brainwash you out your mind universally
walking through your hood and n0body here is harming me
i’m carrying my speaker while i’m bumping “criminology”
my rap style changes like a transvestite
all of my haters get abused like they get punished by their ex wife
when i rip the microphone in half like an animal
tearing off your flesh even if i was a cannibal
so what you gonna do? i turn this world to an apocalypse
these streets cats be ripping off my style and that’s preposterous
haters roar just like a hippopotamus
plus, you gone walk around and i’mma rip that shady tongue out your esophagus
you wouldn’t even care if my songs are getting popular
cause jealousy’s a b, i’m your modern day philosopher
my rhymes are hardcore than just a typical p+rnographer
who’s watching every move, i better put on my binoculars
celebrate your death, my enemies are full of gossipers
dancing on your grave but i ain’t no choreographer
now i’m talking fast on the mic like puerto ricans
better watch how you’ll be speaking, i’mma crush your whole team and
shoot the back of your head and hear you bystanders screaming
now your mind is having flashbacks by looking at a demon
that’s because committing crimes my occupation
fleeing from the scene before the cops arrive to this investigation
while i’m causing more damage and pain than wrestle mania
took his body to a cornfield in pennsylvania
leave your sorry b+tt in the state of immobility
murdering these cats, they’re tryna sabotage my energy
made a hundred songs and haven’t got my credibility
i’m painting up a portrait of my life so realistically
always showing love to my peeps who’s uncivilized
ladies get excited cause my voice has got them hypnotized
rapping multisyllabic words makes me a bigger threat
it’s the 13th bar and i’m not even finished yet
utilize your 8 bar verse with 20 wordplays
brothers always fuss about the “he say and the she say”
but you ain’t ready for a serious conversation
you ain’t no gangster, that’s a false representation
you clowns are always living off these clout wars
and all you jealous backstabbers gone be praying for my downfall (24 bars)
(chorus)
throw your hands in the air if you love hip hop
throw your hands in the air if you love hip hop
throw your hands in the air if you love hip hop
throw your hands in the air if you love hip hop

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