Intox Letra – BIZZLE (Rapper)

Intox Letra by BIZZLE (Rapper)

(Quiero volar quiero volar)
(Irme a la mierda y no se donde estar)
(Quiero perderme de toda realidad)
(Irme a la mierda y no se donde estar)

(Quiero volar quiero volar)
(Irme a la mierda y no se donde estar)
(Quiero perderme de toda realidad)
(Irme a la mierda y no se donde estar)

Soy hijo de puta desde que naci
Curtiendo mi arte a lo joven dali
Poneme de prota y me siento darin
Vos tirame un nokia, que te lo hago mic

Ja ey
Te tiro la posta, no suenan ni ahi
Mejores barras escuche de mi team
Si bancan la toma que suban al ring

Pasame el fire gigante es el size
Lo fumo con dante quedamo en shangai
Tamo todo chino no copies mi style
Te fuiste podrido cubierto de raid

Lo suelto en spray o tambien en crema
De caja pequeña me como la escena
Un plato promedio no veo problema
Si activo un rato destacan mis temas

Lv Prada Kenzo Dior
Desde el blocke con la glock
Loro talking Pali zoon
Quieren crema y hay stock

Subo un peldaño y el mundo se mueve
Fumo un caño el tiempo se detiene
Saco el estrés, me da sus poderes
Bizzle el diez y kAZ es el nueve

Extraño sus labios, como van y vienen
Pasión en un cuarto entre cuatro paredes
Ahora me ves y nada se mueve
Y eso es lo que más me duele

Un gol más y gano el partido
Te meto un caño por atrevido
En el estu sueltan to’ surtidos
Si los de mi crew ya estan tos’ curtidos

Hablan de gangsters, de armas, de tiros
Yo no busco fama, plata ni efectivo
Quedate en cama si estas mal herido
Me tiran la mala, se safa mi estribo

No se donde está pero voy despues
Si la llamo no es de mi interes
f#ck your face
Wanna taste?

I don’t care what you say
Money, gang
Runnin hey
Lucky man

Body, shake
Got the fame, take that b#tch
Te estoy buscando bebé
Miro tus ojos te quiero tener

Diosa bendita que tiene el poder
Tanta mujer te quiero comer
Labios de honey mezclado con sed
Acostumbrado al veneno en mí piel

Dolores tatuados curame el ayer
(Acostumbrado al veneno en mí piel)
Traigan pa’ casa la fiesta
La vida insana me tienta

Nuestra tienda es de psicoactivos
Aunque este dolido, yo sonrío al verla
Extraño a la segunda de mi planeta
Ahora roto cambio el amor por secas

Algunos estan bien, otros aparentan
No sé si estaré para los cuarenta
Lenta, lenta
Ella se mueve muy lenta

Mientras entra
Mi flecha dentro de su vientre
Mente alerta, pa’ que nada vaya a herirte
Siempre libre, pero adentro de mi inconsciente

They dont talk like pluto
Move your body like you know
(Uh yeh)
Send the plugin, im a shooter

(Yeh hey)
They might think im not a human
Yeh yeh
Falta diesel, falta fuel

(Yeh hey)
Im gonna send you to your fune-
Ral yeh
Rally

Runnin
Rolling ma
Scoring the bucket like Kobe
Feeling myself like a dope meme

Giving it all to the dopamine
Doing my thing with a bad gen
Buying the product, Gucci
Driping the water, Fiji

Doing your daughter, easy
Dropping the throttle, Bentley
Shooting fekas pal’ cordon
Hablo claro no entiendo

Quien los juna ¿Quienes son?
Suave, chilling 32
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Intox Lyrics English

(I want to fly I want to fly)
(Go to sh#t and I do not know where to be)
(I want to lose myself of all reality)
(Go to sh#t and I do not know where to be)

(I want to fly I want to fly)
(Go to sh#t and I do not know where to be)
(I want to lose myself of all reality)
(Go to sh#t and I do not know where to be)

I am a son of a b#tch since I was born
Tanning my art to the young Dali
Put a prota and I feel darin
You throw me a nokia, that I do it mic

JA EY.
I throw the post, do not sound or there
Best bars Listen from my team
If Bancan takes up to the Ring

Pass me the giant fire is the size
I smoke it with Dante quietly in Shanghai
Tamo all Chinese do not copy my style
You were rotten covered by RAID

I loose in spray or also cream
Of small box I eat the scene
An average plate I do not see problem
If my themes are active for a while

LV Prada Kenzo Dior
From the Blocke with Glock
Parrot talking pali zoon
They want cream and there is stock

I upload a step and the world moves
I smoke a spout the time stops
I take the stress, it gives me your powers
Bizzle ten and Kaz is nine

I miss his lips, like they go and come
Passion in a quarter between four walls
Now you see me and nothing moves
And that’s what hurts me the most

One more goal and won the party
I get a spout for daring
In the studies to ‘assorted
If my crew are already ‘tanned

They talk about gangsters, weapons, shooting
I do not seek fame, silver or cash
Stay in bed if you’re wrong hurt
They throw me the bad, it’s softe my stirrup

I do not know where it is but I go after
If I call it, it’s not my interest
f#ck Your Face.
Wanna Taste?

I do not care what you say
Money, Gang.
Runnin Hey.
Lucky Man.

Body, Shake.
Got the Fame, Take That b#tch
I’m looking for you baby
I look at your eyes I want to have you

Blessed goddess who has power
So much woman I want to eat you
Honey lips mixed with thirst
Accustomed to poison in my skin

Dolores tattooed cure me yesterday
(Accustomed to poison in my skin)
Traigan pa ‘house the party
Insane life tempts me

Our store is psychoactive
Although this hurt, I smile when I saw her
I miss the second of my planet
Now broken change love by dry

Some are fine, others see
I do not know if I will be for the forty
Slow, slow motion
She moves very slow

While she enters
My arrow inside his belly
Alert mind, pa ‘that nothing is going to hurt you
Always free, but inside my unconscious

They dont talk like pluto
MOVE YOUR BODY LIKE YOU KNOW
(UH YEH)
Send The Plugin, Im A Shooter

(Yeh hey)
They might think think im not human
Yeh Yeh.
Diesel, Fuel Foul

(Yeh hey)
Im Gonna Send You To Your Fune-
RAL YEH.
Rally.

Runnin.
Rolling Ma.
Scoring the Bucket Like Kobe
Feeling Myself Like Dope Meme

Giving It All to the dopamine
Doing My Thing With A Bad Gen
Buying the Product, Gucci
Driping The Water, Fiji

Doing Your Daughter, Easy
Dropping The Throttle, Bentley
Shooting Fekas Pal ‘cordon
I speak clear I do not understand

Who juna Who are they?
Soft, Chilling 32
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BIZZLE (Rapper) Lyrics – Intox

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Intox