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letra de cut off the head - bacon shoe

[verse 1: lethal d]
it’s time to get sl-tty, fill it in like putty
your backyard’s muddy and i ain’t your best buddy
’cause you’re ugly and you won’t give it up, see
you want that shoe and it’s coming off me
a softie, i cream corn like a gypsy
it’s awfully amazing when i shift speed
i’m gonna reach deep down in the sack
pick a good beat, and put it to a rap

finger-f-ck ’cause i can’t get it up
and if you don’t like it then you’re going in my trunk
f-ck yeah, i’m a lunatic
i can’t sleep, ’cause i’m already thinking next week
you want a piece? i’m on my knees
i’ll eat that sh-t like cottage cheese, so please
let me know which disease that you’re giving me
i’ve already got three and a half
this is gonna be a bloodbath
i’m insane, ’cause i’m f-cking a calf with a staff
b-tch don’t make me laugh
i dropped out of school ’cause i don’t like math
i like meth and burnt sh-t for breath
and fake br–sts get ripped off and used for headrests
i’m breathless, so let me take a breath…

…there ain’t too many left until i die
i’m probably gonna die tonight
my brain’s gonna swell up and be too tight
for my skull, and then i’m gonna lose control
start putting squid tentacles in my -ssh0l-
an -ssful, this isn’t what i asked for
i’m so sore… but i can fit one more
it’s sick, the way i can’t stop the sh-t
i’m gonna have to put my d-ck in your armpit

[chorus]
you don’t need it, cut it off
cut the head off, cut it off [x4]

[verse 2: toine]
yeah, because toine don’t care
something’s going to get in your hair
it’s unclear why i freak it like this
my neck bone connected to my -ss bone, b-tch

[lethal d]
you freak fish and f-cking satellite dish
my head gets filled up with impure sh-t
i gotta spit, and peel it back for the d-ck
drink a whole case and get it going like this
(drink a whole case and get it going like this)

m-ffle f-ck and i don’t talk too much
i bust a nut and let police clean up
a double homicide, plus a fifth of old crow
my head should be cut off and used for a d-ld-
for real though, a cream corns got born i don’t know
forever i been doing this slow, like a big toe
i’m steady dripping on the floor in the window
i dress up like a horse then play nintendo
you come outside and get scared ’cause i’m so hard
leaving dead pig heads in the backyard
and i don’t clean for sh-t
you want a clean house? you can f-cking clean it, then

[chorus]

cut the head off [x7]
cut off your head

- bacon shoe

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