Famaldahyde de Nine
Letra de Famaldahyde
Merry fucking christmas don't diss this lyracist on pissed 
Get a fist to your esophogus 
Hook you like fish throw you in a dish 
Blow you up like a cyst drop you in the abyss 
Blast you like kris (what's this?) 
Another wannabe and never gonna be you ain't n i n e 
That's me original lyrical spiritual omen 
The one and only incredible mc 
When you drop a d on the two three i be 
Smoking life like l's raising hell 
Ringing bells like principals, planning invicible syllables 
Lyrical, yes i am, spit shit like a grit, foul like ham 
Damn, who the man, you the man, i'm the man 
With 50 grand in his motherfucking hand 
Live like onyx, butter like redman, the blue bonnet 
Puff chronic, with strictly platonic friends 
In a benz, chickenhead hens ready to bend 
Cause i got a 100,000 tens 
Who packs the choice, who puffs the lye? 
Who fucks it up? who makes your girlfriend cry "ahhh" 
N-i-n-e, m-e to a crew, what you gonna do? 
"i am truthful to the following: n-word, md 
When i speak, i say only that which is true ; 
Silly-ass niggas don't hit me (beyatch) 
When i came out the pussy, i brought the whole stomach with me 
N-i-n-e the live smoker 
Wrap it around your neck like a diamond gold choker 
Like yoda, with force of course the poison christ 
Nigga violent, see the brown paper bag, he silent 
I'm wild like boba fett, i'm semi-automatic 
Cruise around with el diablo, crazy hispanic 
Wu-tang, tang, i'me the one that slept all night with your honeybun 
Pull my gun when necessary, situation hairy 
I'll flip the redrum, you bloody mary 
When i was born, came feet first 
It ain't hard to tell, born to make the pussies hurt 
Pussy make the world go round 
In circles, i'm walking on niggas like herschel 
How many mc's must get shot? 
Nine will open you up like a new weed spot 
Hip-hop runs through me like blood, your name is still mud 
I'm still paid like elmer j fudd 
With the mansion, yaught, new glock, the remote control boom box 
The pocket that blew up like rockets 
All sucker mc's i'm daring 'em 
Nine will hang your clothes up while you're still wearing them 
N-i-n-e i wreck shit 
That's e-n-i-n just in case you're dyslexic, did you check it? 
Stupid ass, you ain't fly 
Half-man, half-woman, what's your name, jasmine guy? 
I got mad chrome 
Fuck standing next to you, niggas won't talk to you on the phone 
No life so act trife, i'm hype i'm hype 
I'll beat your ass like lionel richie's wife at night 
I rip stages in many different cities 
Don't step up, i squeeze triggers like titties 
Who's naughty, who's nice? with the device 
I'm so cheap with loot, i use my fucking bullet twice 
I fill you with infection, there's no protection 
Of the injection into your c-section 
Plead nigga, plead nigga, plead nigga 
Before you die, pass that weed nigga
Traducción de Famaldahyde
Letra traducida a Español
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