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letra de ubermensch - clout

[verse 1: clout]
“superman ain’t savin sh-t,” b-tch, you can call me carnage
cuz i go vader on the haters, best know i’m on my darth sh-t
as in sidious, like patrick wilson-
mad pitiless: i white ball like wilson
i snow like barton, hot like bilson
kick you out of paradise, b-tch, john milton
this ain’t the middle east, my war actually heavenly;
religious, militaristic, don’t get caught up in that revelry
hope you know theres no reaching my level, g
a-plus- you sk-nks just relyin’ on double ds
don’t you get it? i am prime cut kobe beef
you a prime sl-t, unwanted like kobe’s skeet
eh tobey keith, i ain’t sayin’ that i’m prejudice
just hated your last two excuses for f-cking presidents
i go in, opposite of what happened to monica
history don’t repeat itself, so don’t rely on chanukah
‘updog’? yo, what the f-ck is up, dog?
you shall not p-ss like a motherf-cking balrog
or an f student, not too prudent-
got you in a stranglehold, like you ted nugent
pound shots with the motherf-ckin best of them;
i’m greater all you is, is f-ckin lesser than
club is callin me, cuz i’m poppin bottles b
douze-trent-quatre, sept trois sept, is hollering
and that’s mtl, but h-ll, i’m from that t dot o
647, but got 649 swag like the lotto-
hugh in my grotto, austin with alotta
f-gina, like russian taco, fajita, you should meet’ha-
its’hwarmer wrapped in pita, but that’s just details
and she just retail, bought her over the motherf-cking email
like internet, i just don’t get this f-ckin bullsh-t-
i murder this, all you gonna say you done heard of this
say im full of it, take a pull of it, you ain’t k!llin’ sh-t
poison like a serpent’s kiss, already said i’d bury this
undertake it, 6 feet under’s where i put your fake sh-t
i’m english lit, you illiterate, irate, don’t make me commiserate;
i’ll deceive y’all, transform and f-cking obliterate
all that you imitate, let alone that sh-t you call spit mate
curse like a sailor, smoke like a taylor
not to mention i’m one moby f-cking d-ck of a whaler!
can’t stop it, microphone fiend, rage against the machine-
see all i aim to be is f-cking vicious and mean
contrition-less teen, not quite an original g
but, admittedly, not to mention legitimately
i am the best in the business, boy wonder, wiz kid
and i just won’t listen, earbuds covered by my fitted
nes, like n-e-s or duck hunt like super nintendo
grew up n64, so in smash bros i perform like a benzo
sh-t son, stole the game now i’m on some prodigal sh-t-
boats and hoes, now i’m on my f-ckin’ nautical ship-
throttlin’ wit, bottlin’ it, victoria’s secret modelling it-
god this is it, the broads and the b-tches
modddin’ it, all of my problems and glitches
snitchin’ my riches, like the gold of a seeker
i inherit all this, god can d-mn it if i’m meeker
sh-t, don’t you see b-tch?
stop give yourself a second to hear it
rewind and check the lyrics
this ain’t a f-ckin’ mirage b-tch;
the beat drops, i motherf-cking rock it
talk sh-t, i beg you, please f-cking talk sh-t
guarantee anything you say i will mock it
and its all over, please put your visine on;
abagnale junior, but i ain’t no hiding con
i am righteous, and you will know my name is the lord
of this game, cuz it will be a while til i will be bored
cause i can afford to rob f-cking funding like ford
and cut the beat like i was an umbilical cord
mordor, mount doom, my destiny looms-
more gore, mushrooms, and a beat that goes boom-
the son of rage and love, jesus of suburbia-
got beef with the french like the movie disturbia
because i’m t dot o, born and i rose
shout outs to razz, b-tch, i hope you know

- clout

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