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Words Of Tha Devil
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mah demonic side ---all me--- The Realest Productions on da beat
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Loonie of Real Talk ToRoNtO cAnAdA 416
Through early 2000's Loonie has built his lyrical skill on paper and through acapella. Eventually after meeting various underground rappers he took the next step and purchased a mic. Building his verbal strength through the mic Loonie began making songs, focusing not so much on the quality of the sound but on the quality of the lyrics and the messages portrayed through his lyrics. Eventually Loonie stepped up from him 10 dollar mic and purchased a professional studio-quality condenser mic. Performing at various venues now LunatiKK is determined to being Hip-Hop out of the gutter and bring the un-recognized city we all know and love so much as Toronto to new heights in the music industry.
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Genre
Hip-Hop Grime - UK
Charts
Peak #3,959
Peak in subgenre #82
Author
LunatiK
Uploaded
December 05, 2007
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MP3 4.2 MB 128 kbps 4:34
Lyrics
ill break his skull an let his brain leak out his nose put him over a fire let the flames lick at his toes slit ya throught, like you was a goat drag ya carcass out to sea an toss it off the boat let a bullet go in one ear and out the other dismember tha fucker, send a picture to his mother on every corpse i write my name in the flesh "lunatiK" written in blood across his chest the stench of burning flesh fills the air the body was cold and hard until i sparked the flare the scene of the crime will bring a heavel blood and organs oozing like resident evil in my basement i have legions of dead, fuckin armies the dead be eating at ya like muthafuckin zombies blood smeared across the pavement nah it ain't pretty eatin ya alive like fuckin Raccoon City yeh take em out the trunk an leave em in the gutter broken bones from the 9-iron and the putter gag across his mouth whats he tryin to mutter i told him to shut-up, what did i stutter 2 kicks to the chest i wanna see blood sputter already killed ya brother, next is your mother words of the devil, out my mouth i utter fuck you all die slow motherfuckers.... 12 inch blades that i grabbed from the kitchen stuck him in the belly, then the trigger finger was itchin so i pulled out the 9, emptied more than 3 clips drain the body in the tub i hear continuous drips lunatiK a crazy boy that sticks to his name and sticks to clips and whips among other thangs string em up by they necks and leave em hangin constricted necks try to flex, lifeless feet danglin the rope broke his necks so there was no stranglin i do the of Bael, proceed wit my mangled sins my soul is darkened, im in ur apartment with mah blade sharpened, ya dog no longer barkin when you see me you know you in danger carry a pistol, cuz ima ranger shoulda listen to ya moms don talk to strangers cuz he could be a muthafuckin phychopath strangler yeh take em out the trunk an leave em in the gutter broken bones from the 9-iron and the putter gag across his mouth whats he tryin to mutter i told him to shut-up, what did i stutter 2 kicks to the chest i wanna see blood sputter already killed ya brother, next is your mother words of the devil, out my mouth i utter fuck you all die slow motherfuckers....
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