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letra de don’t bite the hand that feeds you - bleed the wicked menace

[chorus: big melancholy]
don’t bite the hand that feeds you, b-tch
i should’ve known that you was see-through, b-tch
i realize that i don’t need your sh-t
and when i see you, i will see you, b-tch

[verse 1: big melancholy]
now who would have thought that i was letting my guard down?
thought i had it all figured out, feeling lost now
if you want that, p-ssy, you can get chalked out
and if you talk loud, p-ssy, you can [?] out, across that
feeling off, gripping the rot now, [?]
put my arm, ready to calm down
i’m on clouds, f-ck around
i need some soft now
to throw down all the sh-t you done make me dumb fat
like f-ck

[verse 2: big melancholy]
i’ve been feeling really real like somethings up
i taste the poison, feel it dripping off my tongue
i’m on the ground and i’ve been screaming out my lungs
ayy, ayy, f-cking kick me while i’m down, that’s just my luck
huh, and i’ve been f-cked up
waiting for the day i’ll catch you slipping, get your guns up
tried to turn you up, don’t f-ck with b-tches i can’t trust, bruh
charcoal got a d-ck, that b-tch stay h-rny, tryna f-ck some
[verse 3: bleed the wicked menace]
who the f-ck wanna run up?
p-ssy, you can get shot down
he talk down, put thеse b-tches dead in a box now
don’t play ’round
gеt your ass [?] on this cake round
f-cking wit’ a minute single lay down
dead, blood leaking from the air
never run up on the edge, i can’t trust what they say
i feel the hate, they’ve been acting some way
make me pull up all black with the gat, let it spray
walking down in broad day, make a skull crack
shouldn’t peel his face back
f-ck it, make ’em lay back
that sh-t’ll watch what you said
let ’em rock with the dead
i’ve been lost in my head
overdose off the meds, got me sick
triple-six to the grave, no more soul you can save
give a f-ck what you say
i ain’t finna stop to the devil, come take me away

[verse 4: big melancholy]
come take me away, b-tch
f-ck around and leave your pains in the pavement
we’ve been the ones coming together, make some changes
who would’ve thought that we could live ever for satan? b-tch
huh, go get your soul set, dressed in black
come with the mac and let the pulp left
i just had different with rats, they in a coma
in a trance that beat your ass, i bet you know that sh-t
i’m f-cked up in the head inside a f-cking day, huh
[chorus: big melancholy]
don’t bite the hand that feeds you, b-tch
i should’ve known that you was see-through, b-tch
i realize that i don’t need your sh-t
and when i see you, i will see you, b-tch

- bleed the wicked menace

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