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Cut Throat Labyrinth by EQUIVALENCE Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2019

Verse 1:Yeah yeah yeah yeah what, yo..This is murder death kill/for you little new rapper kids/i sense you nervous/and pissing in your pants a bit/but yall haven't heard shit/cause this here is Gangster spit/yall about to shit bricks/and experience more panicking/like a mob of Justice/Come To Beat Down And Damage Shit/Dish a can of ass whips/and disband your establishment/Dither and dabble mad quick/cause you dumbfound and talentless/like local rappers front big/like they already gone platinum/although you hardly sold jack/so save your embarrassment/hardy old chap/you gotta go back/to drawing boards and practicing/homeboy its not your own fault/you ain't cut from the same cloth/don't point fingers/or even tried to blame God/let alone your own moms/it boils down to your old pops/firing blanks out of his emaciated crotch/in return you lost the plot/got slept on/like hoes wearing pep Thongs/


Hook: You don't Know the Math/Get The Digits from Q Digi/Our Rhyme Metaphysics Are To illy/Ghetto/Mecca all the way to Philly/taking out Rappers/whose methods are to Silly.(x2)


Verse 2:(Viceroy) Lollipop Pop Stars/corny as Pop Corn/Pop Goes the weasel/your Diesel's are not Torn/get off your knees Dog/give yourself lock jaw/emulating styles and coming off half raw/fuck what you heard/vice is your doctor/so nice that he is half God/Vice is your proctor/your motherfucking Ahkbar/sick as flu got ya/big as Chubaka/my richters will rock ya/earthquakes off the scale/like equivalence starts off/rappers take the bait/they finish and jack off/straight out the bush/i brandish and attack claws/my band will attack yours/at a knife fight/Uncanny brings hack saws/slicing your stature/look for a way out/examine contract laws/most rappers dont have balls/talk shit but lack cause/to all you rap fonys/i have to say pause/


Hook: X2


Verse 3: (Konkrete) I Ain't Gotta Aim/How i let these punches get at You/Dark and they'll catch you/mid air like the aerial flu/even your mans couldn't rescue you/once i get brutal brew/crushing you fucking fruity loops/im an army/my arm blood carry my troops/that's the attitude/rude boy in a bad mood/unlike sensei/ you step in my direction is a bad move/my lines carry bad tools/that will pin and pinch your left side/swift like/butcher ntsotsi/my flows be/giving these niggas a nose bleed/they knows me/and nna ke ntwana ya broti/like stagga done said it/ga ke jewe no stalk sweets/you less than a nigga wa Jozi/wa nkhenya/no fat plate/ke a go menya/wa khenya/no fair play/ke a rina/im konkrete boy/doesn't mean ke stena/

Hook: X2