numbers and letters ft. Hotshits...
• Written by ANDREAS897436098 • Featuring HotShitSpitter
Recording:View Fullscreen
Lyrics:
ANDREAS897436098's Notes
first song of our upcoming collab album "MC² the album"
hope y'all rock with this :)
//Andreas:
Words clinging like church singing carols for christmas
Robbingarrows shooting for riches the pharaohs mistress more misses
Option loosen equals a sequel more narrow but viscous
Inherited gods pencil to offend your mental through rigorous
Rhyming combined in flows so ravenous
Growth like vines at your throat like lions to cadavers just
Capture clutch on canvases those bandages won't salvage much
Front me see what happens as the aftermath your math is just
Late and poor half the power i have stored devour yours i ate before
I brake swords of fake lords from eight till four tape record
My movie debut will truly breakthrough and take awards
With certainty like cruelty in wars
Forced armies to surrender with ember nervously walk
Towards bodies bones where their owns couldn't rhyme the word orange
Broken and bruised stood behind hustle till my muscle were torn
Opened and wounded opposite of sleeping beauty be mourned
Embodiment of arsonists reaching for leaking fuel with ease
Minuscule obscurities literal manure you leave
Purest glee compared to the pinnacle where you'd be deemed to death
These putrid mc's inept believed they may complete the test
While i'll defeat each to compete tackled with the deepest breath
You'd leave bereft baffled and shackled by my schemes in depth
My genius shared by genes is seasoned by the means that's left
I'm a master rapper syllable crafter of lyrical damascus pens
Certain death like rabies when i strike poised boys and men
Wording of my voice destroys babies and murder hens
//Hook:
See words numbers and letters
Are free like birds with the feathers
Can be fly but cry in the shedders, numbers and letters
//Hook×2:
See words numbers and letters
Are free like birds with the feathers
Can be fly but cry in the shedders, numbers and letters
//Hotshitspitter:
Ice cold when I scold you, I's called the greatest
I'll be keeping both your eyes closed for ages
I'm like a bikini, 'cause I got you exposed
You finna get blessed with no snot to your nose
I'm the booger you scared of, rappers knees on the floor
If he talking shit, I crack his teeth, then I jaw him
An atom from my rib can begin the new mankind
I can't even be lured by forbidden fruit, can I?
I ride the beat, you ride the waves, but it's me that's serving
Words are the key, guess that makes me a wordsmith
'Cause I open your mind with the dopest of rhymes
Many of y'all stop rapping 'cause y'all dough pissed off rhymes
I add the lyrics to the beats and they come buying it
I grow like I'm bine, it shows I'm the finest
Can't put me down with a rifle or nine
Been waiting for you like you a rival of mine
Kill yourself for commas, you
A Kamikaze
The embodiment of bombs in a tsunami
I paint pictures of shit you can't possibly imagine
I'll put a mob deep down like Prodigy and Havoc
If you in your whip, don't be blasting my heat
You'll pass, injured and weak in the passenger seat
I'm like a rink, cool with no iron in my clothes
Spitting so much flames, they firing your boss
Pen sink you in punchlines, pencil lead to your death
Raps I spread get any silhouette with a TEC wet
Attack your neck 'less you linked with me like a chain
It's you that's a ghost, so you know this writer's name
//Outro:
See words numbers and letters
Are free like birds with the feathers
Can be fly but cry in the shedders
Numbers and letters
