Haarper - BLEACH
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I got blood on my trench coat, on my trench coat
Caught your bluff, now a wench broke, got my wrench broke
Got these slugs, they crescendo, smoke the bando
I'm the plug with the Death Note, ain't your tempo
Now listen don’t go trekkin’ through to a place like this
If you ain't from round the town with the mist
Don't go trekkin' through the fog, run the risk
Of runnin' red rum from yo' neck and yo' wrist
Rising like Raizen, run it up like Aizen
Sosuke be flying, with the fist like Tyson
Ice with the vice and pupils now subsiding
Comin' in the front, they call mе Hiko when I'm dicing
Eyes on the prizе, I don't peek a fucking site, yuh
Slide in the sky on my nimbus going high, yuh
Catch me if you can, I know you cannot reach the height, yuh
Catch me in Japan, Yoruichi by my side, yuh
One time, two time, with a TEC with a Nine, if you get in my way
Right hook, left hook, leave a motherfucker shook
Forced high like I'm swingin' a crane
You've lost out your run is done
Can't face the gravity, I won
Jump on the rocks, I'm the sun
They smoked out when making blunts
They want my flow, my clothes, my fee, my vows, my soul
My owes, my city, my land, my role, my shows, my 51 hoes
My highs, my lows, don't make me withstand
I'm an alien, unknown element to my stadium
My opium on your cranium
I don't got time for your alias
And so I hit the lick, c'est la vie
Do what it do with the bongo sweep
What you mean, I'm no fiend
Breaking your glance and knock some sleep
Hit the lick, c'est la vie
Do what it do with the bongo sweep
What you mean, I'm no fiend
Breaking your glance and knock some sleep
Caught your bluff, now a wench broke, got my wrench broke
Got these slugs, they crescendo, smoke the bando
I'm the plug with the Death Note, ain't your tempo
Now listen don’t go trekkin’ through to a place like this
If you ain't from round the town with the mist
Don't go trekkin' through the fog, run the risk
Of runnin' red rum from yo' neck and yo' wrist
Rising like Raizen, run it up like Aizen
Sosuke be flying, with the fist like Tyson
Ice with the vice and pupils now subsiding
Comin' in the front, they call mе Hiko when I'm dicing
Eyes on the prizе, I don't peek a fucking site, yuh
Slide in the sky on my nimbus going high, yuh
Catch me if you can, I know you cannot reach the height, yuh
Catch me in Japan, Yoruichi by my side, yuh
One time, two time, with a TEC with a Nine, if you get in my way
Right hook, left hook, leave a motherfucker shook
Forced high like I'm swingin' a crane
You've lost out your run is done
Can't face the gravity, I won
Jump on the rocks, I'm the sun
They smoked out when making blunts
They want my flow, my clothes, my fee, my vows, my soul
My owes, my city, my land, my role, my shows, my 51 hoes
My highs, my lows, don't make me withstand
I'm an alien, unknown element to my stadium
My opium on your cranium
I don't got time for your alias
And so I hit the lick, c'est la vie
Do what it do with the bongo sweep
What you mean, I'm no fiend
Breaking your glance and knock some sleep
Hit the lick, c'est la vie
Do what it do with the bongo sweep
What you mean, I'm no fiend
Breaking your glance and knock some sleep
