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tungatz d'law - powerplay (remix) lyrics

[hook]
powerplay
dust these suckers off
beggar fam all day
keep it f-ckin’ raw
got that gully sheeit
plus we at the top
keep it dutty fam
and we don’t ever stop

[verse 1: orifice vulgatron]
we ain’t down for the chat
we on a ps ting pounds in da bag
goons in a whip inna beef round back
man are on a feed me ting allow dat
nik’s on the beats and that sh-t sounds bad
we don’t give a f-ck if the st–z sound mad
more time the beans wanna eat down pav
on they knees tryin’a suck a one seed from my sack
mana or a speed ting never out slack
never been a leave me outta dat chap
fam it’s never been about that
and if it’s dat then meet me out back
you don’t wanna see me reach for the bat
anybody beggin it get treat like a tramp
bredders there bringin bare heat to the camp
but they about to get cleaned out bam

[hook]

[verse 2: metropolis]
soldier alone, cold to the bone
all up in the warzone holding my own
flow with a raw tone go for the throne
black ops sniper with a scope on your dome
kissed ‘em good by now he’s flown from the home
but won’t be a name in bold on a stone
no knowing when i’m coming back but i’m going
rap juggernaut you got no hopes of slowing
breezy on beats, got heat for the streets
replays off deejays, we blaze for weeks
keeping hating fb’s i’ma keep making p’s
keep lacing sheets, any beat slain with ease
i hold magazines, load phrases in these
stare down a biro, aim and i squeeze (hurrgh)
you breddars can’t f-ck with the g’s
you get owned in a clash now you’re over, deceased

[hook]

[verse 3: tungatz d’law]
on my poppa’s name,got this rhymes that bang!
on lame rappers,d-mn
i dont care if you dont feel me,you’re listening to the ill me
money or the throne,im here only for the thrill man
if you wanna stop me hoe,first you gotta k!ll me
freddie kruger flow,will chase you in your dreams man
dont judge my mood or my thoughts,you lame -ss
where’s the best? need to know where i gotta aim my p-ss
by the way you smell man,i can bet your name is
brarm pitt,lil’ b-tch,maybe lil’w-n-s
givaf-ck b-tch if you n-ggas are famous
you’re here anyway just to entertain us
i got punchlines man,i dont need bandanas
its a fact that i kick–ss like van-damme as
soon as i start to flow,suckas start to panic
my mothaf-ckin’ flow hotter than your automatic,b-tch!

[hook]

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