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Sinister Kids Freestyle

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[Verse 1: Bernz of iMayday!]

This for the people out there, yeah, yeah
All right, Okay!
Pass me the torch, so I can squash this bridge to the ground
Till the ashes get back up in bowls and smoked then passed around
Motherfucker tryin to tell me that the sound is so profound but I ain’t buying it
Carbon copy pirates spreading the v-virus
I got the cure, uncut and pure, coming off of a national tour
Coming home to a waste land with a best man on the mic is a sham, shit`s a scam
Ain`t nothing more, you know you ain`t about that life
Me by my people steady living under brighter spot lights

[Hook: The Black Keys]

Well, the crooks are out
And the streets are gray
You know I wouldn`t have it any other way
Your mother`s words
They`re, they`re ringing still
But your mother don`t pay our bills

[Verse 2: Wrekonize of iMayday!]

Hell nah!
I walk with iron lungs and metal boots watch the floor rust
I’m catching withdrawls of not having yall to drink with us up on the tour bus
It’s madness, Mary Jane and a dirty pair of sneakers
Savage every day, she got a purty pair of tweeters
I’m a menace to high class, my vocals are high pass
My manners are white trash, so you all could kiss my fly ass
I’ve seen this all before, the writings on the door
I will not be downward the beggin the power is getting the crowd to roar

[Verse 3: Bernz]

Hey, that’s right, that’s right, that’s right I see ‘em yellin Mayday
You think I’m playin? I’mma get what I can, then I’ll crash on an island fast
You think shit with phantoms score some ass
But the gods have plan, for my friends and my fam
What the morse code tatted on their arm band
Get it while you can cause this shit won’t last
Smash ain`t grabbin like up his ass
And I have to ask, how far is too far?
When you dream with the stars, and you live in the clouds
You always always drunk at bars, I frequent Mars
Come home just for the battle scars and the food
Never did I ever think that I`d have to attack your whole platoons

[Bridge: The Black Keys]

I got a tortured mind
And my blade is sharp
A bad combination
In the dark
If I kill a man
In the first degree
Baby would you, would you flee with me?

Would you?


[Verse 4: Wrekonize]

Since back when ¡Mayday! was a duo, punto
I was in the corner like you like “you go!”
Giving em pointers and who knows
What else I did to be uno
I challenged these rappers and won
Twenty five g`s in a battle for funds
MTV put me on salary once and the rest is a battle ain`t got anyone
I’m drinking KC Tea, in a cup marked solo
On a cold like Marco Polo, and I better get a deal for the Lolo
So, so, so deaf and I don’t mean brants and jagged dodos
But the tracks you got for promos
Them raps are screaming “No no!”


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