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letra de black roses - black eyed casper

black roses on ya headstone
think yo scarin me? dead wrong
2k look between the lines you read wrong
ain’t no challenge this a rest song
all that fake bling
pass a wand and stay clean
i’d run yo sh-t but it probably crumble when i grab it
sorry sn-tching chains just a habit
i’d fade yo ass call it magic
sh-t is tragic better keep it closed casket
bit my style i bite back like crocodile
yo bars lil puddles my sh-t lookin like the nile
you in trouble lookin like my child
you startin rap like my son showin me arts and crafts
let’s start with tracks what’s up with that?
catalogue just some cap
only homies some cats on crack
talkin bout racks on racks
but i know for twenty bucks you’d suck a sack
till yo caps turned black
you rhyming 1 2 3
with do re me?
play yo sh-t for somе b-tches and oh they see
yo whole thang mе!
oh dang g you copycat
punches leave yo body black
when i’m done you can get yo hobby back
already lost cool j
think i’ll drop 2k for a hit on 2k
he only shootin on 2k
string you out for two days
and thats past yo due date
said “i won’t diss you if you don’t diss me”
hoe you missed me
get ya wet up this week
in ya blood i’m wrist deep
lemme ask you sum
why you actin dumn?
confrontin rappers off a rumor of a diss?
paranoid cause yo girl don’t wanna kiss?
i’m lethal like a tumor in this b-tch

how i’m battling a failed abortion
with no meal portions
lookin like somebodies daughter
hidin in the washer
look dawg i’m a monster quit actin like a mobster
all pipe cleaner biceps with a wife beater mindset
you a whole different person then on ya ig
got ya bleedin before i started cursin dawg try me
get ya ass beat at the mill that’s some beef i won’t spill
you clearly lackin sk!ll
proved you a fake yet you actin still
sniper hit yo t–th right there
switchblade to your cheek
heard you rap sh-t done made me weak
slippsy brought ya to freestyle the mars bar
caught ya in the road lookin like an aardvark
for you in the booth rappin is the hard part
our levels too far apart
don’t f-ckin tempt me i’ll tie rats to your calves
and snap your shoulder blades in half

- black eyed casper

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