paroles Phlaque The Grimstress Bajocero

Phlaque The Grimstress - Bajocero Lyrics & Traduction

Crow
Phlaque
Tech
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[Tech N9ne]
He burns in char with that flow
But I'm colder than the eastern and Arctic plateau
Thinkin' [?I might go turn me up?]
Think into hypothermia
Fighting ??? was returned an artist that (Blows!) like a porn bitch
Took his MC stance hands out of his armpits
Never to perform shit
'Cause of the gift I was born with
He was wearin' the garments that Farn fit
So it was carnage
Leavin' family to mourn his death of a non-rhythm-having ass nigga
I'm allergic like the homeless on the ???
Down the Himalayas breakin' [?purses?]
He said from hell he bustin' try to melt me what
My flow on freeze stay 94 degrees celcius

[Zkeircrow]
Freeze Misa speed by ya, my speech higher
You breathe fire and keep lighters, I need neither!
These cyphers leave biters to be lifeless MCs [?Rikers?]
Trying to take the ice of an Elijah
Spit Siberian wind, pick the scary and sin
Slick like alien skin, Scorsese pen
Niggas hazy and thin, competition ain't them
My precision ascends, got you shivering in your Timbs
Technique at peak, no leak, temperature dropping
Wet feet we heat, and creep, you'll see 'em bobbing
Flow so Alaska, slo-mo or faster
Chokehold like asthma, [?dope cold?] you bastards

[Phlaque The Grimstress]
No flex, I'm colder than the Boomerang Nebula
Watching Chiller on the regular
You irregular, perplexed, I'm forever uhh
Breaking records raising temperatures
Aha, Phlaque check, the type of shit you ain't had yet
But I'm nice like if you purchased your wife ice baguettes
The heathens are freezing while looking at my assets
Salty I gave them foggy glasses, I'm glaciated
That's why everybody is satiated
They belated off what the ASYA created
Nobody's fucking with the KC Native
All the mothers up against me are crazy, dated

[Tech N9ne]
Thi-this is Nnutthowze
This is Nnutthowze
Thi-thi-this-this is Nnutthowze
This Nnutthowze

So cold, s-so cold, s-so so-so-so cold, s-so cold, s-so cold, s-s-so cold

I'm so winter, I'm so winter, I'm so winter, I'm so-so-so-so winter

You blew hot at the top, the model fellow
(What?) We bajocero!
You choose pop, over rock, and follow mellow
(What?) We bajocero!


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