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letra de carousel spinners - acetone boogie

(devereaux)

[verse 1]
don’t be looking my way homie i’m here with real criminals
dope dealers and villain hoes chilling’ bro
eyes roll back to the ceiling bomb as f-ck is how they feeling though
amy winehouse flow this b-tch is a straight centerfold
snortin’ up a 30 an that’s all she’ll have for dinner bro
dancing in h-ll fire at night up in the winter cold
this demon sucks my soul out in the futon in her living room
i think my new religion includes succubi and stripper poles (what)
on that brand new jack the ripper flow
call a back page girl up then put poison through her ventricles
her boyfriend really hates me cause i’m all up in her mentions but i haven’t even touched her though she’s hooked on me like fentanyl
i ignore the pic she sends me in them skimpy clothes cause that’s just a distraction can’t let nothing cloud the vision
no if it ain’t bout the swamp then i probably ain’t gon’ listen homie
bled for all i got that’s why my hands got all these blisters on ’em

[chorus]
gorillas and swamp creatures (it don’t stop)
drug dealers and hustlers (it don’t quit)
this carousel it spins and spins (it don’t stop)
this wagon rolls and bends the block (it don’t quit) [x2]
[verse 2]
all my life i been a scrub started out flippin’ them dubs made my way up to a zip really got it out the mud
started f-cking with them bricks i stay calling up the plug
the streets forever showing love for a west side tucson thug
in the pit knocking heads off wilin’ with my juggs
i throw my sign in the air screaming much (?) love
this that toxic sh-t them hollow tips be poppin’ at your nug
throwing noodles out that b-tch leaving bloodstains on your rug
stick a razor in my mouth slice the f-ck out of my tongue
let these boomin’ words from h-ll explain the hate i’m feeling yuh
i’ma mental case but that’s okay i’m comfortable enough
i’m a mental case losing my sh-t just dancing in the blood
search for answers from above while i creep beneath the surface
talking death and splitting necks yeah i did that sh-t on purpose only looking to the future cause i don’t do reversing
i’m a warlock casting spells spitting verses filled with curses

- acetone boogie

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