WOH

Yo D, wanna come tear this shit up real quick Tira... woh... dile... come on, uh Spit. WOH WOH WOH WOH Yeoh!! En línea recta sin destino es mi camino Impostores no videntes con mi rap los ilumino, uh Realidad y los cobardes se multiplican Los reales disminuyen dante los mortifica Un punche en la cara a los que son llevaderos de contraria pa que cada verso les de sarampión Estoy insensible, nunca me quedo sin combustible, no Ustede son tan basic que son hasta predecibles Los comí de un bocau En el beat 'tan quedao Les metí, los palti y se que-daron dau Los tengo cerrau sin cerradura dura es la sepultura es que les estoy dando una qenfermad sin cura, uff Los tengo sin opción La muerte es mi prestigio Perdieron la noción de vida este su precipicio Probar a los que se creen que le meten es mi vicio el componente de mis letras es cortante como el vidrio Freein your mind of tyranical hell Where lines cannot fly cuz their wings have been quelled But its the Fye that ignites when you revolutionize, uhh Come take yo mind out this lyrical cell im sayin Freein your mind of tyranical hell Where lines cannot fly cuz their wings have been quelled But its the Fye that ignites when you revolutionize (uh) Come take yo mind out this lyrical cell Uh, Kickin up sandstorms all through my way ta the top Savannah landlords want me got cuz i fucked up their crops My man I'm Unstoppable My rhymes not toppable Like five foot jenga: impossible Ill send ya straight ta heaven as a messenger So you can tell god herself im tryna mess with her...With her Like an angel number make a wish or gimme a kiss Or kiss my ass if your vibe aint a trip But real ones take a sip in the name of the kid The yung vaga, (vaga vaga) lil prince of the under Number 2 on the low in my slumber Eat your share in the winter cuz my dinner in the summer You could say this is me easin in to hunger I was born in the heat and was raised in the cold Culture made me a champion of my folk Art fostered my wrath for when the pen you provoke Freein your mind of tyranical hell Where lines cannot fly cuz their wings have been quelled But its the Fye that ignites when you revolutionize, uh Come take yo mind out this lyrical cell Freein your mind of tyranical hell Where lines cannot fly cuz their wings have been quelled But its the Fye that ignites when you revolutionize, uh Come take yo mind out this lyrical cell Spit. WOH WOH WOH WOH...