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The Sylla Squad

アーティスト：Drapht 

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Drapht: Check As soon as I’ve animated the track contaminated the listener Mister De Rapht the man that painted the picture Spit your crip your coses, split the roads and quick to throw a hit if you stick your nose in like dicks im chosen to unload and bring life into a world that’s turning into hell by night cellulite to the darkness like oprah’s backside but sticking it to em harder than ron jeremy’s chapside capsize your vessel you’re wrestling with the great white rock a sharper set than danos direct steak knives take life for granted and you’re branded for slaughter take flight but landed in her water im borderline but brought up with nothing but toughen up to never be caught up in anything that’s gonna be falling short of my vision of how im gonna be living my life better make the right decision is never given it twice Mortar: You cant flex Or even step to this kid But I seize ya like an epileptic fit Cats caught amnesia Forgetting that mortar stepping On stages like Nicholas cage Brandishing the weapon We could face off or I could rip your face off And spit shards of steel while your bitch kneels and tastes cock Make of it what you want I take what I will Drop lyrics like acid Here’s a jagged little pill That’s hard to swallow Tough act too Drown out your whole crew like the day after tomorrow Ice age flows I change weather patterns Re-arrange the structure of the earths crust Shatter atoms Smack you back to the dark ages with one verse Snap your head back like a car crash with one word Shit verbally You whack try hards and Richard geres gerbil I mean your act died in the ass Tomahawk: Unleash my anger in the form of a script I paint a picture with words and emerge the victor In a gladiator forum Picture which you rip to bits before you tabulate the warning Ill force-feed you humble pie And wash it down with a cool glass of sour grape juice You wanna rumble try It seems ive developed an appetite to devour fake crews Make no excuses or question how we work Clandestien drops and you react like a knee-jerk I get it cracking like guy forks right Step to the mic and watch the stage lights blacken Witnessing only swift flashes of chrome And glare of eyes Verses to make the hair on the back of your neck rise and stand up At attention now mention Deststien new banter Graphic: Prey and hell follows with him Who’d you expect, Robbie Williams Nah cunt let me entertain you



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