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Testo Abra Kadabra - IcyDaRabbit

Testo della canzone Abra Kadabra (IcyDaRabbit), tratta dall'album The Darkest Of Times

Don't mind me taking up the front seat,
I get lil aggressive when it comes to these beats,
To those who expect to bow down to the feet,
And leave the corpse underneath the concrete.
With a blade in the hand and I'll kill them like slasher,
Make them disappear like abra kadabra,
Cross your heart and serve on a platter,
Look so scared girl, what's the matter?
Don't you love me anymore?
With the blood and the gore?
Do you not like me?
Heart feeling sore?
Don't you not wanna be with me anymore?
Were you too scared of the bodies under the floor?
You can not run and you can not hide,
With all the problems, you gotta solve them,
Don't need a blade, I do more with a pen,
In your city, drop bombs on them,
And now the people are running for the lives
Away from the mushroom cloud,
I would feel so down but I hear no sound,
And get a views of these falling crowds,
I'm seeing every single body drop,
Watch them all hit the ground and flop,
Leave the corpses to fucking rot,
I can hear them all of the screaming, stop!
Now I know that I am better than the rest,
Make a list and put me in the top 10,
Of the most wanted rappers of all time,
And I step up to the mic and cause a crime,
You know I'm there when the bell has chimed
And the demons surround the ones who cried,
And keeping those bitches in agony,
And love can be such a tragedy,
But now theres no beating me,
I'm in beast mode, can you not see?
I'm about to cause up a scene,
With the blood soaked into my jeans,
And I'm sorry if I'm blunt, but there's no way you can stop this,
Injecting all the venom so that I can cause up a carnage.
Don't mind me taking up the row seat,
I get lil aggressive when it comes to these beats,
To those who expect to bow down to the feet,
And leave the corpse underneath the concrete.
With a blade in the hand and I'll kill them like slasher,
Make them disappear like abra kadabra,
Cross your heart and serve on a platter,
Look so scared girl, what's the matter?
Don't you love me anymore?
With the blood and the gore?
Do you not like me?
Heart feeling sore?
Don't you not wanna be with me anymore?
Were you too scared of the bodies under the floor?
You can not run and you can not hide,
With all the problems, you gotta solve them,
Don't need a blade, I do more with a pen,
In your city, drop bombs on them,



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Writer(s): Jan Wright
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