letra de tires - brahman_is_gone
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with my glock, i c-ck it back and let it bang
brahman got perfect aim, inside your f-ckin brain x2
i just want your dna
k!lling b-tches is so fun, it ain’t for fame
kicking in your skull it kinda hurt like lego blocks
this image in my mind is your neck, in a knot
all these groupie b-tches, tell them go and kick rocks
brahman is exclusive to my b-tch, and you are not
plenty other people wanna be like me but they don’t have the b-lls , or galls , or the guts
b-tches call me daddy, but i’m gonna k!ll their daddy
smoke a fatty, where’s my gun and wheres my bradley
with my glock, i c-ck it back and let it bang
brahman got perfect aim, inside your f-ckin brain
i just want your dna
k!lling b-tches is so fun, it ain’t for fame
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