Letra de 'Ackerman Style (feat. Prbtre)' de Franco Aurelio

Invigorated
'Cause I'm hot shit
Didn't needa break creed
To know what I gotta spit

And I'm only 18
But I got all of the grit
Vision getting hazy
Think the pressure boutta hit

And I'm looking fly
My mind high above the clouds
And my junk in a tight pipeline
Eyelids getting lazy

But the balls working just fine
Homie say I go too hard
When I step over the line
Killin', killin', killin'

Invigorated
'Cause I'm hot shit
Didn't needa break creed
To know what I gotta spit

And I'm only 18
But I got all of the grit
Vision getting hazy
Think the pressure boutta hit

No (no)
Trace (trace)
Hostile
Third eye orseille (awaken)
Fade
Ackerman style

Born to
Kill (I am)
Made (made)
Hostile

Third eye Orseille (awaken)
Fade
Ackerman style
Undefeated

Invigorated, I'm a legend with the flow
Sitting in my whip you know I'm ready for the go
They was talkin' on my name but now be watching when I grow
If your shawty loyal, why she hitting up my phone?

Big boss status yeah I'm signing all the deals
My brothers got my back and they gon' always keep it real
I'm running on the track and you was always at my heel
Why you talkin' big just come and show it on the field

Coming with the sauce
One handed randy moss (let's do it)
Yeah I'm 'bout the money I ain't never take a loss (loss)
Never heard about me I be coming from the dark
My city got the fire 'cause I hit it with the spark

Prb got the whole city on a lock (lock)
Prb got the crowd litty when I talk (Prb)
Mvp running with sum youngins like the hawks
Legend in the making I ain't ever gonna stop

I'm waiting
To get on the field for all the adrenaline
I know what to and how to do it when I want to win
I annihilate the beast in honor of my regimen
Darkish hair just like a saiyan just to keep it elegant
Goddamn

Got the skills that make em jealous high class
'Cause you always see me going harder, tarmac
I'm obsessed with the faces yall give me when I bounce back
My ambition insane, if I die I come back

Quiet with a cold stare
With my guard up everywhere
My body feels like a flare
When I'm piercing through the air

I abuse
The rules
When I play fair
I don't let
Emotions interfere when in despair

Prb got the whole city on a lock

Invigorated
'Cause I'm hot shit
Didn't needa break creed
To know what I gotta spit

And I'm only 18
But I got all of the grit
Vision getting hazy
Think the pressure boutta hit

No (no)
Trace (trace)
Hostile
Third eye orseille (awaken)
Fade
Ackerman style

Born to
Kill (I'm spitting like it's art)
Made (I'm spitting like it's art)
Hostile (feeling presidential I'ma pull up with the guard)

Third eye Orseille (yeah I got them hands)
Fade (yeah I got them hands)
Ackerman style (got 'em in a trance)
Undefeated