| You can feel this wrath
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| It makes me laugh
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| How it’s easy to snatch your cash with no mask
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| An evil demeanor
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| Leave out jeans and flip flops
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| With a bloody wife beater, see me
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| In front of your house wheezing
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| Squeezing a pistol
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| In the other hand it’s a pitchfork
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| I’ll hit ya
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| With accurate precision
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| That means I ain’t missing
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| I specialize in splitting wigs from a far distance
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| 20 years, I can spot a bitch nigga by listening
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| To his tone and rhythm, stop kiddin'
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| You ain’t hitting nothing
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| I could interrupt your session
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| With the push of a button
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| While you up in the booth cussing and fronting
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| Your shit won’t happen
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| While I’m grabbing a mag you reach for your pen and pad
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| Nigga I ain’t no bitch
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| I break the mic over your head while your engineer is screaming in high pitch
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| After years of evolution moving inches
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| My DNA evolved to a superhuman sickness
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| Short circuit in my brain
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| A few computer glitches
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| Act a fool, snatching jewels and crucifixes
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| In the music business, eating some crumbs
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| Creeping the slums
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| Waiting for the reaper to come
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| Mix weed in my lungs with a liter of rum
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| And I’m possessed by a demon
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| Speaking in tongues
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| Unforgettable dope
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| Twice the medical dose
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| Got you feeling the beat like you’re checking it’s pulse
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| Expecting results, no federal notes
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| Hoes ripping off their clothes like The Incredible Hulk
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| So I’m letting the folks know I’m usually calm
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| Burning trees like Napalm, through Vietnam
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| A short fuse wired to a nuclear bomb
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| Smacking Primadonnas out their Louis Vuitton, it’s on |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Wrath , by - Reel Wolf. Song from the album The Underworld, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп