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letra de 5antaboro - 5anboro

[verse 1]
rappin in the present, feel like santa
got a big ass sack between my legs, and i’m nuts
cutting back on the slack and feeling stressed, yeah, the rap my healin sesh
we don’t miss, eat a d-ck if you talkin fecal sh-t
i be underground, like a gopher
don’t f-ck with the sound, get some sulfur breathe it in, bleed a bit
till you tolerate the bars created from a cross between the
unabomber’s brain inside a kid who forgot to take his
vitamins, that’s why he’s getting off topic, opps r-t-rded
copping fake sh-t like harry, it is scary how they carry
glocks before they carry bars, they stern like daniel playin marv
they get off scott-free, no calvin
two personalities, yall slow as turtles
i’ll hurt ya, bl–dy your sh-ll
money stack taller than all of you like buddy the elf
and your whip a rental, blackballin yall like the manager of gimbel’s
jack be nimble, jack is frosty, jack’s a d-ck and jacking off
yall ain’t jack, but go f-ck yourself anyway
we accepted lying to children
to christian politicians lying to their kids about santa, quit fakin
cuz if you rearrange the letters of santa, you get satan
savage with veins filled with blood lookin like crack withdrawal
i’m hardcore as f-ck, i got prescribed adderall
on the lowest dose
i leave these rappers comatose
yeah they slow as a tortoise
only thing i want for this
christmas is to finish my hitlist
f-ck a wishlist, life is a gift, b-tch
me and all the homies livin as misfits but we be cl!ckin
if you talk sh-t, b-tch (give em the ol d-ck twist)
noncomformist k!ll himself to give a hard performance
in the future on a tour to feel somewhat comfy
leave these rappers snoring, wake em up leaving em ugly
christmas gift is burying them in a forest under the trees
[verse 2]
walk into the barber shop asking for a decapitation
this sh-t is unreal like a hallucination, shoving acid in my -n-s
got k!lled, stabbed in the brain, and i’m still asking what pain is
i make me and the grim reaper look like a kid and a teacher
even if im under the influence, i would beat ya
in the trunk, there’s a vodka fifth and some reefer
sober my whole life, i’m a virginity preacher
and a women pleaser, turning your kin into drinkers
split a christian prisoner’s head with a lock, turn ’em to free thinkers
stab a politican’s eye with his own spine and made him open minded
they itching to get p-ssed, but my views gonna grow on you like poison ivy
most the guys be h0m-phobic, so i hope they like me
straighter than a razor that erases all your hate
ripping up your stomach, lookin like you lost some weight
screaming 5anboro in your ear if you forgot the name
i’ll be seldom on the radio, chocolate rain

- 5anboro

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