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Scaramanga - Death Letter lyrics
feat. Scholarwise [Chorus] It's the death letter Competition or competta-tor Get better with the litera-ture Prepare for the raw metaphor Be considered off wet or soft rapper Versus other rap gun clapper [Scholarwise] The beat technician, concrete position Occupation or job: rob your ambition blind Inclined with the will to destroy With the skill I employ, the Blackstar convoy The boy turned boss then death architect Swing an emcee's mic cord on the neck Strangled, tangle with the chancellor Microphone tarantula, sick to the core With the cancer, hallucinogen Break down my study or my discipline Two part atomic, two part nitroglycerin Door-to-door soliciting, too raw for listening Black, you lack the skill and proper conditioning For the sport, no athletic support Decaying of the muscle only makes You weaker when we tussle Known to blow the speaker then I hustle Back to the lab, poetry I stab, Scaramanga [Scaramanga: Shup?] You know you right and exact [Scaramanga] Star Tac react, a black mac push your shit back Knowledge, street nozzles pointed at your nostrils We hostile eyes, drop a wise glide, right? [Chorus] [Scaramanga] Flows incredulous, hold eleven clips Blow like terrorists, fold your regiment Yo, you never lived malevolent My benevolence when gods jealous Crush like elephants, so elegant with eloquence Yeah, for presidents, chic, intense, dramatic With automatics to greet faggots With Jims, Tims and Avirex, left tecs in ten seconds Verbal murder weapon had the block red Left spots dead, locked webs with the tarantula Scaramanga, proletariat apocalypse Like Helios ch |
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