CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Multiple Fatalities

B*t*h I came like beast
Killing whack rappers like I'm f**king witch
On the mic I'm a priest
God please, who want some beef ?
North squad be the clique, ain't got no time for poser, b*t*h
Sicksteen make it burnin' when I hit your stage, b*t*h

Drink wine from the cup, don't ever try to talk sh*t
North squad ain't got no time for your drama, b*t*h
Stay away from me, when I'm on the mic gon' give you st**ch
I ain't rich, but when your b*t*h see me she gon' f**k with me
I got line, I got bars to kill your ego in a minute
Make you grab the white flag cause' your plan I can read it
I can beat it cause all your secret I'm about to spill it
And you gonna stole my sh*t and you keep tell some bullsh*t
What you tryna' say when you see the crowd when I spit some rhymes
Diamonds that you wear still make you look really dry
While I'm wet cause I make this bad b*t*hes really tired
Give no f**k when you told me mumble cause my flows tight
B*t*h, I'll be on the top while you rap to get pop
You still do your thing while my sh*t be a pop
I ain't never gonna stop, I never see the clock
I'm gonna' be the Glock, while you stay be the rock
B*t*h I came like beast
Killing whack rappers like I'm f**king witch
On the mic I'm a priest
God please, who want some beef ?
North squad be the clique, ain't got no time for poser, b*t*h
Sicksteen make it burnin' when I hit your stage, b*t*h