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Netherrap Video (MV)




Performed By: 4rmaros
Language: English
Length: 2:14
Written by: Aros Kaan
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4rmaros - Netherrap Lyrics




"Let the chambers waxed!"

4rmaros
Livin' with me, you pull a beat, aim for numb again,
I pop your psyche, also do the math or I dig in,
Who needs a trip? Ride or stretcher, leave me, & Lord pissed off,
Nobody's clever enough to run the system on this show,
All they can sin, I'm like, keepin' the devotin' to work,
Piss off the chatter by lookin', don't got their customer,
They never surface while the men are fruit bowl of the sin,
Picasso always keeps in your abstract, they meta, kid,
And they could needin' a prop on, they know, b***h, a bit,
They be supposed to occurin' a Saturday, no nothin',
I have broke edibles, but they gonna get to murk,
But promise me they backup at moment by the reverse,
With or without a suicidal force, forgets simple hurt,
She said no partner, why not talk every night, smoke this first,
But when I check her by the lead, I know it's indecent,
And it's affecting, and it's all beef within discipline,
I'm but another fella, my charge is in the bullet,
Fóbale, ponelo, solo la ley, todo shake,
Go find her, rather took, just want her other decision thin,
She turned to ethic, kinda, if I kick, I'ma begin it,

Right Demon
Pprrrrrrrrrr She will touch bandana!

4rmaros
What we pledged to her, tending a thumb above the sin.

Right Demon
Burn na burn, burn burn motherfer burn burn motherf*** what motherfer fer fer
Burn motherf what what what what what what what
Touch bandana

Left Demon
Insane, you're my ripple that I couldn't accept,
Insane in the brain,
Insane on that virus so rock!

4rmaros
By your father facing in my men above,
Turned the boy bagel pop, mentionin' my name above,
Heaven worth a bagel pop.
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English

"Let the chambers waxed!"

4rmaros
Livin' with me, you pull a beat, aim for numb again,
I pop your psyche, also do the math or I dig in,
Who needs a trip? Ride or stretcher, leave me, & Lord pissed off,
Nobody's clever enough to run the system on this show,
All they can sin, I'm like, keepin' the devotin' to work,
Piss off the chatter by lookin', don't got their customer,
They never surface while the men are fruit bowl of the sin,
Picasso always keeps in your abstract, they meta, kid,
And they could needin' a prop on, they know, b***h, a bit,
They be supposed to occurin' a Saturday, no nothin',
I have broke edibles, but they gonna get to murk,
But promise me they backup at moment by the reverse,
With or without a suicidal force, forgets simple hurt,
She said no partner, why not talk every night, smoke this first,
But when I check her by the lead, I know it's indecent,
And it's affecting, and it's all beef within discipline,
I'm but another fella, my charge is in the bullet,
Fóbale, ponelo, solo la ley, todo shake,
Go find her, rather took, just want her other decision thin,
She turned to ethic, kinda, if I kick, I'ma begin it,

Right Demon
Pprrrrrrrrrr She will touch bandana!

4rmaros
What we pledged to her, tending a thumb above the sin.

Right Demon
Burn na burn, burn burn motherfer burn burn motherf*** what motherfer fer fer
Burn motherf what what what what what what what
Touch bandana

Left Demon
Insane, you're my ripple that I couldn't accept,
Insane in the brain,
Insane on that virus so rock!

4rmaros
By your father facing in my men above,
Turned the boy bagel pop, mentionin' my name above,
Heaven worth a bagel pop.
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Writer: Aros Kaan
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