Lyrics:
a small bit of curses
Plotting on your bloodline
Like a medieval person
Cutting up the opposition
Like a medical surgeon
This a bathroom freestyle
But
running loose
Gotta get my mojo
Cause she's a daughter of evil
Sucked got my soul
Like medieval times
My rhymes can't save my life
But she's taking care
médiéval
Fuck les faux amis
T'es pas dans ma vie
Fuck les faux amis
T'es pas dans ma vie
J'vais peut être mourir
J'vais au paradis
Fuck les faux amis
evil, on God
Oh yeah, this shit medieval, on God
Oh Yeah
I'm feelin' evil, on God
I'm in olive Garden
Fuck' around lookin' for a new op, yeah
Come my
the same, in the piggy pile
step back, reload
ya'll people playin with cheat codes
I'm a have to go medieval
pure evil, like beast mode
cause ya'll forget
hip hop
Fist up, the power's in the hands of the people
Your actions are illegal like the times of medieval
At my middle age living young suppose to be
tirados en tubos,
Vecinos nos gritan que van a llamar
Jugando a los dardos tirando de culo,
Si vamos los dos nos echa el Medieval
Sacando pa'l piso o pa'
when you get it don’t ever forget your people
Shaketshiuapitau mah pakuau, be ready but medieval
When it comes to the biz, quit listening to bull shit
tallys, counting it up
Counting it up again, money counter beep
Just to make sure it's fuckin' right
And I'm in all dark like a medieval knight, got
you niggas envy me
I'm medieval in this bitch, but watch how I get rich
Niggas get killed for playin' this shit, don't get hit with hollow tips
I ain't
in that armor of the Lord like a medieval knight
God got some standards for my life, I'm tryna reach the height
Comfort in the trials cause I know that
medieval.
Un íncubo al ataque en sueño no tiene rival.
No permite a la víctima desear estar despierto,
la flor de su semilla, sinónimo tormento,
inteligencia
lights
Do you wanna fight?
Yeah I wanna fight
Lop your head off, I just might
Just like a medieval knight
Do you wanna fight?
Yeah I wanna fight
It's you I
a medieval flow, They say I'm a old head, I ain't even old
Yet, takes courage to do this shit, but y'all ain't Getting nowhere, so back to the old
School, I'm
alguém que teve
o corpo separado de mim como uma cirurgia medieval em siameses
Terapia, academia, 3 litros de água
talvez isso Conserte a minha Mente
Sísifo no telhado
sou carne
e não há melodia
só um som que arde
A cria é um prato
um risco
um trisco
uma frase
um quadro
criação
Música medieval
seu
chacina sem precedentes batalha medieval
o barulho das anilhas me acalma
puxar ferro romper fibras me acalma
me entorpecer de endorfina me acalma
Texto
All my boys are into a real hard game
but I don't like dark souls, that shits lame
run around in some dumb medieval world
meet a skeleton, and over
alguém que teve
o corpo separado de mim como uma cirurgia medieval em siameses
Terapia, academia, 3 litros de água
talvez isso Conserte a minha Mente
Era de ouro da tortura/punição
Idade média contemporânea/desolação
Idade das trevas desolação/carne humana
Instrumentos de tortura medieval
Urros de
to death in a practice round (Wuh!)
A medieval manner in an old-school way
In the booth I’m smooth, listen to what Dracul says
Leave the studio burnin’ with
In the cobblestone streets of a medieval town
A beggar wandered with a sorrowful frown
His clothes were tattered his spirit worn thin
Life's cruel
now
In words alas drown I
Name now one man
Eve damned Eden mad Eve
See slave I demonstrate yet arts no medieval sees
Do Good's deeds live on? No Evil's
Snackin' on her snickers, get my carbs up another notch
Light the lettuce, get medieval like Marsellus
Blow torch in the cella, like what's that the smell
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