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tru trilla - winter heart lyrics

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hook 1

we campaigned
break wack rappers’ necks
your career has had its last breath
that style is corny
that flow is a mess
one in the head two in the chest

verse 1

the bars blow torch flames, your brains scorch ya’
hip hop serial k!ller, lyrical torture
assassinate your rhymes, one at time and taunt ya’
can’t go to sleep at night, the style will haunt ya’
having you screaming for help man, yeah i warned ya
for four minutes hold his head under water
oh sh+t, he p+ssed himself, he a goner
the flow move in stealth, i rеvealed what i wanna’
meanwhilе y’all move foul, hip hop informants
bars got no life with that dead ass performance
act all surprised when we catch them out touring
we up now, as soon we touch down we scoring
we get it lit they catch a fit y’all boring
one hit you can’t dip, now you’re snoring
out of your face excessive blood pouring
you know them three bullets holes too big to be ignoring
hook 2

we campaigned
break wack rappers’ necks
your career has had its last breath
that style corny
that flow is a mess
one in the head two in the chest
we campaigned
break wack rappers’ necks
your career has had its last breath
that style corny
that flow is a mess
one in the head two in the chest

verse 2

that’s not a wave that’s a rip tide
you corn b+lls get zip tied
i could’ve took your lid off, but you alive
i just burned your beard off, your dead skin bringing flies
attracted to the filth in your rhymes
trying the feed the people and k!ll ‘em at the same time
with the same lines flowing jittery scary rappers
clumsy delivery
they waste time trying chase mines get no energy
yeah the opposite of winners, slow beginners
y’all rap like y’all wear glitter
see through gowns with pink slippers
a tall glass of p+ss sippers ball grippers
fronting wanting to be in all pictures
‘tll the beef come play dumb now they dipping
whistling and skipping trying to turn up till turn up missing
body underground still twitching
last post can’t go live you missing in you in your mentions bones get to stiffen
hook 3

we campaigned
break wack rappers’ necks
your career has had its last breath
that style corny
that flow is a mess
one in the head two in the chest
we campaigned
break wack rappers’ necks
your career has had its last breath
that style corny
that flow is a mess
one in the head two in the chest



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