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sc static & zoo - robert deniro lyrics

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robert deniro lyrics

(zoo verse)

i smoke on sour from the heights to stay calm
drop bombs on the track, nothing but straight napalm
mixed with static it turns to an a-bomb
stickin’ with the method like redman and raekwon
another verse for you critics to hate on
sittin’ shotgun simply tryna stay calm
jeff gordon on the mic, the track’s what i race on
the beat’s my cutting board, use it to cut steak on
to be a whack rapper you couldn’t pay me
you call yourself crazy, well then i’m the 1999 slim shady
if you think you’re big i’m frankie white baby
i can tell a friend or foe all thanks to jay-z
i’m crazy, in the city deniro in taxi driver
goodfellas discussing business deals at the local diner

(chorus)

uh, skinny jeans, snap backs, we ain’t into that
weak bars, whack rap, nah we ain’t into that
we into fitted hats, cars, jeeps, tinted black
bar schemes written raps, hard beats spittin’ crack
you bout as threatening as a kitty cat
a bunch of harry potter fans tryna challenge to a quidditch match
i hate to tell you but your sh-t is whack
so step away from the mic before you get your f-cking ribs detached

(static’s verse)

divine presence in the booth, i’m a f-cking profit
words written on the scroll of a crumpled doctrine
if you’re really feeling brave enough then come and stop it
i’m spittin’ silicon gases, i’m f-cking toxic
sentenced to your death, ain’t no other option
clenched fists to your flesh, bare knuckle boxin’
rainforest under siege with the tundra blocked in
i’m the king of that son, i got the jungle rockin’
i’m a savage on the prowl when i track and hunt ya
empty stomach gonna growl, got a m-ssive hunger
swinging swords like a butcher when i hack and cut ya
leave your body with more incisions then acupuncture
watch how you conversate when disputing ethics
don’t speak out of line, don’t ask any stupid questions
misbehave and i’ll teach you an abusive lesson
come here p-ssy let me try an execution method
don’t be ruled by a kingdom that defiles its peasants
don’t be fooled by the devil’s work disguised as blessings
safely cherish knives and weapons as my prize possessions
i was born irrelevant but i’m a die a legend
i’m a motherf-ckin’ problem that’s beyond solving
i’ve got potential but i’ve accepted the wrong calling
from the start i was born crazy and cold hearted
i’m a product of scorsese and george carlin
from the middle east, lamas and teepees
from the burbs to the streets, to bahamas and beaches
from the birds to the bees to piranhas and leeches
i just want you to acknowledge we the dominant species, motherf-cker



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