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Trained Killers (feat. Moecyrus)
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Trained Killers (feat. Moecyrus) was released on April 29, 2020 by Novatore as a part of the album Embrace the Darkness
April 29, 2020
LabelNovatore
LanguageEnglish
BPM87
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
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Lyrics

Yo!
I came to kill it with Moe, our flows are villainous
Gorillas when we mix, we spray clips like trained killers
Deadly, venomous, stealth mode and we cutthroat
Most of you wouldn't know Azthmatix comin' up though
I like to raise the stakes like I'm a cattle farmer
Broke onto the scene, I'm cuttin' locks like I'm a fuckin' barber
I'm the harder version of your favorite rapper
He's a geriatric cock, I'm like the cock after he popped Viagra
When your dick's hard, you know it's time to fuck (Yeah!)
Knock the dust off the earth, volcanic rap erupt
I seen a whole lot of fraudulent mistaken for intelligence
Got no time for mixed messages, yo, you feelin' this?
I spit descriptively, so sick when ripping beats
Scenes depicted, those opposed will turn to history
Tongue sharper than a saber, shinin' like a raver
Capers pulled, the mastermind, it still remains a mystery
Sherlock Holmes type of shit, I'm being magnified
Truth has a double-sided meaning like you telling lies
I'm bein' occupied, whether time will keep me here
Existin' is a choice, kickin' back, livin' through the fear
You corny fucks adore the Top 40, I got a Forty ready to pop you in your mouth, you not a hot shot
I hope your stock drop, you soundin' like you got shot
Up in the mouth, I got you frustrated like a cock block
Kick rocks, punk, who you tellin' how to act, mane?
Cocaine 'bout to get you slumped like a back pain
Benefittin' nothing off your everyday entitlement
The title went to us like the clockers when the crack came
Shots fired, double buck spewin' through the airway
Opps be shootin' back, you be hidin' in a staircase
Catch me while you can, I'm way ahead and yeah, I got this
Obnoxious my stock hits the top when the god spits
I speak the gospel but to some it's esoteric shit (Okay!)
Nitpick the kinfolk, people who I'm fuckin' with (What? Errr!)
You kick the bucket quick when we spit the rugged shit
It's ruckus when we double up, the struggle of the thugger shit
Verse killer, gorilla press a gorilla, I'm still the realest of villains, I'm ill and chill with bizarre people
Methods on this transverse poetry in motion scene
Oxidize the stench of death, crumbling some magazines
Like rotted rats molded up, that's decomposin' (Eww!)
Al Capone bounty hunter got these bodies floatin'
Butterfly effect, I am referenced as a phenom
Some people call me nuts but I'm more than that, I'm pecan
I keep it blunt as shit, never runnin' from punishment
And I don't politic, brolic, y'all will just follow shit
I got some methods but y'all would probably all swallow shit
I make you dig a grave and then toss you all in the hollow pit
This is more than bars, buddy, me and Louie here to educate
Graduated fast, tracks slappin', we collaborate
Those who all oppose ain't shit to begin with (Fuck everybody)
We veterans no better medicine because we been sick
Yeah motherfucker! Novatore and Moecyrus! 2020 bitch!
Written by: Craig Lanciani, Louis Cisneroz
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