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poetic mind - death of a mob lyrics

[intro]

so.. f-ck these kids who act like… we need advance lyricism
and multi’s just to get a point across, let’s show em vortex

-chucky laugh-

[verse 1: exodu$]

come and meet me in public, but you won’t conversate
oh you talking down on us but man, we gon’ dominate
saying we garbage and lack delivery b-tches h-lla hate
when we catching that fame and we making a name
an we k!lling the game, but they demons in disguise
then they want to apologize, but b-tch it’s way too late
you thought you caught up but we swerving an turning
saying you spit fire, well we already burning
you actin’ like a 50 that’s less then 100′ b-tch you h-lla flake
i can’t f-ck with none of you rappers cuz you h-lla fake

(these n-ggas be like)

(“hit em with the basic lyricism
i gotta be the one to hit em with the
rhythm when i’m spitting and i’m dripping
and i’m ripping a motherf-cker when i get to chopping”)
stop that f-cking sps you f-ckers sound out of breath
thinking your own our level, that’s your fall and your death
call me noah i’m built up high, leaving you 100 feet in depth
we k!lling a mob an they cry and they sob
and they hitting the breaks an they scream and they shake
an they weep an they hate and they lackin the traits
they won’t come to our states where we carry the weights
it is to much for them an it will be their fates

dam, b-tch..

[intro]

-wolf roar-

[verse 2: liquiid vortex]

quit trying to play me like i’m dumb
you and the generation after you i’ll make them all run
your a phony like the tip of a b.b. gun
you walk around with your head down
because your afraid to see what’s up
have your three days of grace
because i’m not afraid of the animal i’ve become
i’ve been rapping for a minute only a year
people talk a lot of sh-t but filled with intimidation and fear
how can you bark behind a gate
but afraid when the wolf comes near?
they talk about confrontation but in
person need to be covered in riot gear
we making music while they scratch
their belly waiting for opportunities all year
a bunch of lames with nothing to say but hey i ain’t tripping because your b-tching won’t get me no pay
it will just hurt you more when i make you disintegrate

[outro]

b-tch, and this is just a warning shot for you motherf-ckers
it’s exo, liquiid vortex.. outcasted by who?
outcasted by none. f-cking punks

- poetic mind lyrics

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