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letra de i’m the worst - bukshot

[intro: pyro (aaron stanford)]
pyro: you know all those dangerous mutants you hear about in the news- i’m the worst one

[verse 1: bukshot]
my presence will devastate, just like a constructicon
time for me to demonstrate, show you what the f-ck i’m on (come on)
and what i’m on gives me a temper like brock lesnar
i’m the real deal in town, the rest of y’all some wrestlers (wrestlers)
that means game over for ya, ain’t no more monopoly
you cannot predict my next move, i am an anomaly (uh uh)
the state of hip-hops gotten worse than the economy (uh huh)
so i made a twitter page, now my haters can follow me (yeah)
why you got these evil thoughts and animosity?
if you ain’t down with the skull i rep then that’s a fallacy (fallacy)
the ego that i got does not mix with yo jealousy (h-ll naw)
i guess they call me buck cause these hunters take shots at me (let’s go)
i’ma do you like samcro does i’m on sons of anarchy (help him)
put the fear of god in my rivals is my philosophy (okay)
i come with gasoline, now all i need’s a spark in me
bring yo lunch, cause when i get like this there ain’t no stopping me

[chorus: t-razor]
hey
they don’t know what they started
we the worst, yeah our flow is retarted (retarted)
nah
they don’t know what they started
we the worst, yeah we all cold-hearted (hearted)
i don’t think they wanna see us
yeah we’re the f-cking worst
lined up against this b-tch
you’ll wind up in a he-rs-
yeah we’re the f-cking worst
yeah we’re the f-cking worst
yeah we’re the f-cking worst
we’ll murder all you jerks
[verse 2: vito banga]
this may be something, you can’t understand
i’ll have s-x with your woman, to be familiar with your plans
exactly what makes you happy and uncontrollably mad
go that d-mn far to get my man
got soldiers from the war that need something to do
i’ll count until they stop me and show ’em pictures of you
mama shoulda warned him her child ain’t right (beat him)
how would martin luther king woulda been if he don’ lost that night
i’m a good guy with hood ties
sell you an escape route
but get drunk and change my mind
i’m the worst (huh, worst)
lord knows an indian giver
i’ve had a change of heart (give it all back n-gga)
other rappers speak of pluto
been all down to earth
on 12th and adams street where they may sn-tch yo purse
so you might wanna put my never put my name in a verse (naw)
next time you draw attention, you’re gonna need a nurse

[chorus: t-razor]
hey
they don’t know what they started
we the worst, yeah our flow is retarted (retarted)
nah
they don’t know what they started
we the worst, yeah we all cold-hearted (hearted)
i don’t think they wanna see us
yeah we’re the f-cking worst
lined up against this b-tch
you’ll wind up in a he-rs-
yeah we’re the f-cking worst
yeah we’re the f-cking worst
yeah we’re the f-cking worst
we’ll murder all you jerks
[verse 3: sutter kain]
(sutter kain)
everywhere is a death threat, but no death (yeah)
tough talk on the phone b-tch, i don’t stress (never)
i’m a menace to society, call me kain (yeah)
getting paid in full off this dope game (yeah)
you need some cocaine (yeah)
i bought a couple pills (yeah)
a black n-gga, white b-tch, i keeps it f-cking real
speak my mind clearly (yeah)
say what the f-ck i feel (yeah)
n-gga you baby beef, turn you to f-cking feel (yeah)
you want this f-cking steel? (drop)
drop it n-gga pop off (pop off)
that’s yo wife, we f-ck her to get our rocks off (yeah)
got this drunk g-y shawty loaded with black talent (yeah)
got this bottle of rémy mixed with some f-cking valium (yeah)
now wipe his love when i f-ck her, call me a black stallion (yeah)
rap when i wanna, b-tch this is my talent (mine)
f-ck you snitches (yeah)
and you b-tch n-ggas (yeah)
hard to talk when there’s bullets on your lips n-gga

- bukshot

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