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letra de death cage - barf keller

barfy brought this from another world
(verse foster iv)
road rage, my death cage
f-cker
dare you test me
i am from the sp-ce age
i whip it like im immortal
b-tch you wanna race me?
full gas flying through a portal
grip the shifter, tire smoke
pick up your b-tch
she’s now my thot
flying past the piggies
getting top, turbo whistle
drop top, her jaw drop
feed haters exhaust
pulling up with masks on
loaded shottys ,blast off
get the bag, empty the mag
don’t be a hero, stand down
this is my town, i run this sh-t
you b-tches better call it quits
i see you clown, get off my d-ck
and witness how i steal your b-tch
yeah, motherf-cker you don’t know me
copping a another car while you can’t even buy groceries
i hustle hard, i make my mark
i sip tequila in the dark
roll one up it’s time to spark
to all my haters: blow me-
down to the clubs, i hit my plug
what will we be snorting?
for ketamine i am a fiend
but blow will keep me going
a brick of each, test it for bleach
share with my bros, yeah f-ck a leach
don’t be asking me b-tch i don’t know you
let me rail off your titties
the girlies want to come home with me
we bring the party
come along they’re all over me
my exes all up on my phone
delete their contacts, silent mode
i’d dump their bodies off a boat
but i’m too busy eating p-ssy á la mode
i’m told you hoes
like putting things up your nose
let’s go into the bathroom
lock the door know how it goes
turn around stand on your toes
pull up your skirt
rip off your cloths
getting sweaty
making noise
to you this may be legendary
but this is just an average night
go run along and hang out
with your average little tikes
i know you’re jealous it’s alright
i would be too
now k!ll the lights
and ride home on your tricycle
cry to mommy small fry, yea
(verse amni six)
ay
get the f-ck out my way
fisting all you f-cks till your guts on my face
fake, now i can bust on you fakes
cut off the deadweight
i’ll leave you to break
ay
they wanna f-ck with me
i cannot trust
if you too sus
i will bleed out your lungs
maybe i’m running all out my trust
ay, ay
sick and twisted f-cka
bring the ruckus
ah ah ah, yea, ah
uppercut another
hit my fist against his lungs
ah ah ah
b-tch i’m the worst that did it
f-ck your feelings
and f-ck your critcs uh
venemous how i’m spitting
k!ll your fate
i’ll leave you grinning
uh
b-tch i k!lled my feelings
drag me to h-ll
i’ll still keep sinning
uh
b-tch i lost my vision
i got past my own existence uh
six will never miss sh-t
i’m a misfit
i’mma k!ll these b-tches
excorcist the way
i flip your head into that d-mn position
uh
hit sh-t while my trigger fingers itching
got my crippling depression second guessing
why i’m still living
uh
f-ck

- barf keller

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