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letra de bumpin' satanmas trap metal - big byrdy

[mentally deranged intro: big byrdy, & everyone else]
black byrd will reign carnage on mankind
k!ll your fathers and brothers as for your daughters are bled
nothin shall get in the way of my revenge
f-ck you for your god is dead
you will not live, i will live, you shall not have life
i obtain life for myself
f-ck your god! satan lives forever!

[hook]
roro on the track!
this time of year we makin’ landmarks
bumpin’ satanmas trap metal
time to settle down the new agenda
marxist satanist rap, all rappers posting cr-p
all these rappers can’t make a track that slaps
all these p-ssies r-t-rded, all these riggas disrеgarded
all my homies barged through
hammеr n sickle ain’t nothin new
put up the pentagrams, only in blue
mark of the beast, it’s what i rep
gon’ suck when y’all in debt

[verse]
byrdy when you releasin’ new sh-t
byrdy when you gonna “stop teasin’ our tits”
byrdy when you gon’, when you gon’- how about you shut the f-ck up n suck my d-ck
i’ll post a song when i feel like it
time to set things in stone
goin’ through this shi no longer alone
got lots on my mind, n still plenty to be grown
lemme ask nc1 to moan for us
lemme ask striker to groan n bust
lemme ask kramps for a loan on my l-st
me n kurt ain’t as pr-ne to ya propaganda
sippin’ on gin n tropicana
be aware of the n-z-s in canada
here comes the roar of the panda
ho! ho! ho! call me mothaf-ckin’ santa
sure i ain’t makin’ h-lla bands yuh
but i’m sure as h-ll pleasing’ all the fans bruh
y’all get p-ssed when i say “huh”
no don’t think i’ll ever be done
drugged up zombies need to be stunned
r-t-rds do h-lla molly, put it to ya gums!
feelin’ quite jolly, time i stick it in ya mum
f-ck a paparazzi, time grab all ya guns
crash down like a kamikaze, are you still having fun?
[bridge]
they’d think i’m a terrorist
claim to be free speech
til’ ya talk the truth, they silence you
b-tt squirt, talk the shi that makes head hurt
can’t comprehend? better get to work
it’s just me n the spiders
trippie hippie commie wizards, we only gettin’ higher
might as well be seein’ us on the daily wire
hang us up on they fliers
don’t look at me i ain’t the right guide sur
i could be the bud supplier
wonder how long i can rap cuz i ain’t even tired
bet i had y’all’s doubts but i ain’t the f-ckin’ liar
tacobell freestyle did that quench yo need sire?
this project must be really dire, p-ss baby ass crier

[hook]
this time of year we makin’ landmarks
bumpin’ satanmas trap metal
time to settle down the new agenda
marxist satanist rap, all rappers posting cr-p
all these rappers can’t make a track that slaps
all these p-ssies r-t-rded, all these riggas disregarded
all my homies barged through
hammer n sickle ain’t nothin new
put up the pentagrams, only in blue
mark of the beast, it’s what i rep
gon’ suck when y’all in debt
[outro]
and a moment of peace had happened

- big byrdy

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