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Lyrics: Emis Killa – Foot in the street

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[Text of “Foot in the road” ft. Mera]

[Intro: Emis Killa]
MACE with the beats
Ah

[Verse 1: Emis Killa]
With this tongue I cut you like katana (Uh)
Euro fan like Kitana
I take a mistake if you aim for fame
Friar ‘, you don’t even trust who loves
Sound ‘sti trapper like a guitar
in fact I forget them two time, three months
This in Lambo’ video guide
in life shares a room with two other, three lazy
from Old Fashion Fashion Week
in suit and stylish TV street
My friar in the cage for six months
For best friend at the weights like Dawson’s Creek
I’m a boss at the mic like Mick Jagger
Street Ledger, Heath Ledger
Under cane field agent of ‘I’m mic
Killo type Recrеnt these idiots online
Tell quеsti rapper Killa is out (Seh)
I wear flow (Seh), you bringing flowers (Seh)
From clean-shaven I made door to door
Now I have more gold than a value holder
Without escort even in your neighborhood
Because these quatrains take away respect
If I said to myself,
bro, you spite me If I told you, bro, change district (Be good)

[Chorus: Emis Killa]
I always have one foot on the street (Eh)
But in Prada shoes (Eh)
I come with all my boys to your fucking show (Eh)
There’s an important friend of mine (Eh)
Who has the respect for banks (Eh)
And another fugitive (Eh)
Who punches you by both legs (Eh)
My people always have one foot on the street (Eh)
On the sidewalk we were born (Eh)
If you ask them who did it (Eh)
Zero, they don’t say nada (Eh)
With the fixed count (Eh)
But without knowing how to count (Eh) He
seems like a tough singer (Eh)
With two slaps he starts singing (Eh)

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[Verse 2: Mera ] I
weigh a hundred kilos, don’t move me from here
Mera like coke that leaves you
Fuck a shit about everyone ‘these gossip
I fuck them, then I hide the bodies
You are rats in the trap
That just looks like you’re junkies
I like a Clockwork Orange Dude
I take them to break them
Ho kappa di flow, not a necklace
You ask me for collabo ‘, I don’t even answer
You that you weren’t there when I was at zero
I swear to you, I don’t remember your face
Now I’ll make you a mess
Yes, like at the toll booth, the scene, The Godfather
From dead I want a clean crystal coffin
So you see me, yes, while
I smile I have to calm down
Pass me the weed, but the illegal one
Here they don’t want to legalize it
If not then they stop working
I put my signature on this
I am taken by the Baleful Wrath
Put a bounty over my head
But I am Django seeking revenge

[Chorus: Emis Killa]
I always have one foot on the street (Eh)
But in Prada shoes (Eh)
I come with all my boys, your fucking parade (Eh)
There’s an important friend of mine (Eh)
Who has respect for the banks (Eh)
And another fugitive (Eh) who punches you by two legs (Eh)
My people always have one foot on the street (Eh)
On the sidewalk she was born (Eh)
If you ask them who is state (Eh)
Zero, they don’t say nada (Eh)
With the fix of counting (Eh)
But without knowing how to count (Eh)
It seems hard this singer (Eh)
With two slaps he starts singing (Eh)

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