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letra de sin - calvin voel

all black whip, curb stomp a b-tch i’m in yo face
i hunt you down wit hounds from h-ll the secrets tell the knife with sin will k!ll within
i feel it in my chest again, i’m off the roof like evil dead
i’m off my sh-t within my limit, come talk sh-t i’m yonder wit it
that blade it slice yeah it’s unforgiving deliver boxes filled with your kidney
i’m hot like h-ll, dead in my cell
12 in the back, he pass the strap
if sh-t don’t pop off i don’t tell her sh-t
be quite children their ain’t no snitching
(be quite children their ain’t no snitching)
(be quite children their ain’t no snitching)

f-ck you b-tch, i slit my wrist, i wanna dip, i’ll hang my sh-t wait i’m no b-tch
i’d cut yo lips, and all that sh-t , just like a kid, who lost a b-tch, you hate that sh-t
you see me now, i’m acting out, what i’m about, i slit a b-tch, then i dip out
i smoke the ashes like a pound i’m in and out then i dip out ain’t stayn round

f-ck wait sh-t hit this

sh-t feel like i’m lit

f-ck that b-tch like this

slit yo sh-t i’m lit

f-ck wait sh-t hit this

sh-t feel like i’m lit

f-ck that b-tch like this

slit yo sh-t i’m lit

quite playin round

ion like a frown

i’ll cut yo face just to see yo smile

i’m just a dead smoke got my breath dead silence can’t help me when i need a breath

- calvin voel

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