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letra de reptilian glare - boy froot

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each beat hotter than the last one
i’mma pull a fast one, k!ll ya f-ckin’ -ss son
take your cash and fast i run
back to my lair
boy froot the slayer

keiki dump the body mane, put it anywhere
grab the sawed off shotty, down the barrel i stare
murder is my only hobby, as if you weren’t aware
shoot up a hotel lobby, news put it on the air
drive off in a maserati, mane i don’t f-ckin care

you get caught up in my snare, leave you to your own diespair
i’m on the scene, you best beware
rip out your spleen, pull out your hair
take your jeans and what you’re wearin’
feelin’ mean, i f-ckin’ swear

come up to me you got a prayer
know what i mean just don’t go there
forget what you seen and don’t be starin’
just smoke on them trees and get impaired
guaranteed you get off your chair

i’m the emcee you can’t compare
if you disagree well that’s not fair
just wait and see i’ll be a billionaire

you know i got that reptilian glare [x3]

demon blood flows through my veins (veins)
swervin’ lane to lane and i got a gold chain
an it’s sw-ngin’ in the rain, i ain’t sniffin’ cocaine
but i’m insane in the brain and i got no complaints

and i’m still drippin’ paint, like pollock i’m a saint
an acoholic with restraint, metabolic hyper rate
use symbol cipher dates, the demonic fire haze
burn you like bubonic plague, turn you into somethin vague

my hands never shakin’ while i’m takin’ lives away
like bones, teamsesh leave you dead up in a grave
i’m a stones throw, always got a blunt up in my ashtray
boy froot smokin’ sacks, d-mn right you betta run away

torture your -ss, bring you back to my evil lair
put you in a bag, brown sack, gon see you later
choke you wit a gag, if you yack you gon meet your maker
hit the f-ckin’ lab, make some beats that shake equators

- boy froot

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