The Bermuda Triangle Charles Hamilton (Ft. Show TuFli & Young Nate)
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[Charles Hamilton]
I think we might call this The Bermuda Triangle... I like that
The Bermuda Triangle nigga, fuck whether you get lost
[Verse I: Charles Hamilton]
I’m too nice, your dude might get two mics in the Source from my lyrical intercourse
‘Cuz I spew these new types of venom
More crews might try to meet the DJ in the blue sky
Why two mics? ‘Cuz niggas won't get it
Let me translate for all you wild slow bitches;
Groups of emcees might puke and then leave the game, hang themselves to view my 16s
‘Cuz I write with God’s percision and Satan’s swag
You niggas is not permitted with your hatin’ ass
Stop your bitchin’ while I’m makin cash
I just drop a written to have you shakin’ fast
In your socks and slippers, I hope you got some mittens You in a hot position when I bake you fags
Open the oven my flow is disgustin’
But I make so much sense I bet Oprah would love it
So, let me be ignorant for a little bit
I sell fertilizer, I don’t give a shit
Hahah
Yeaaahhh. Who got next?
[Verse II: Show Tufli]
Show-
TuFli
I think we might call this The Bermuda Triangle... I like that
The Bermuda Triangle nigga, fuck whether you get lost
[Verse I: Charles Hamilton]
I’m too nice, your dude might get two mics in the Source from my lyrical intercourse
‘Cuz I spew these new types of venom
More crews might try to meet the DJ in the blue sky
Why two mics? ‘Cuz niggas won't get it
Let me translate for all you wild slow bitches;
Groups of emcees might puke and then leave the game, hang themselves to view my 16s
‘Cuz I write with God’s percision and Satan’s swag
You niggas is not permitted with your hatin’ ass
Stop your bitchin’ while I’m makin cash
I just drop a written to have you shakin’ fast
In your socks and slippers, I hope you got some mittens You in a hot position when I bake you fags
Open the oven my flow is disgustin’
But I make so much sense I bet Oprah would love it
So, let me be ignorant for a little bit
I sell fertilizer, I don’t give a shit
Hahah
Yeaaahhh. Who got next?
[Verse II: Show Tufli]
Show-
TuFli
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