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letra de full moon - coydog

[verse 1]
lunatic roaming the inst-tution with a crucifix
loonier than tunes, remind these rapping f-gs what loopy is
slurping bourbon ’til im swerving into curbs and sh-t
percocets and oxycontin stop the f-cking hurting in
this rap master that’s jacking to slasher fl!cks
remind these f-cking f-ggots what exactly rapping is
swag is this, art is me, mad tabs of acid in my arteries
slurping syrup in a turban like terrorists i’m harboring
i’m charles manson wielding a mandolin
speaking mandarin, dancing through foster’s mansion
drinking handles of gin and handling it
hypocrite hippopotamus
oxymoronic m-s-ch-st, can’t even stand a slap to the wrist
i’m back like the f-cking iraqi vets
i’m cracked, i’m set on date raping the alphabet
artfully piece pieces of g*nius with reasonless mean sh-t
monsters, vampires, werewolves, demons:

[hook]
it’s a full moon, lunatics arise
nine to the sky, lose your f-cking mind
it’s a full moon, lunatics arise
nine to the sky, lose your f-cking mind
[verse 2]
hypnotic promises pollinating oblangatas
but prodigies develop from this f-cking propaganda
from the melting pot i pop out with a gat and crack
and drop atomic comets on these common copying fat-cats
the swag of my raps have ya smacked like a slap to the -ss
m-ssive attack, menages, hot broads, back of the jag
lascerated victims in my motherf-cking backpack
with crack, jack, and first draft hazmat rap tracks
master of madness, grasping my gl-sses
to look past the f-ggots blocking the path to a career rapping
compilation of defiled faces lying in my bas-m-nt
waiting for the day these motherf-cking labels taste this
face it, i’m tasteless but amazing with this rap sh-t
burping and blurting verses ’til you’re in the past tense
half-mutant, shooting sh-t and p–ping music
big booty b-tch consuming all my nutrients
[hook]

[bridge]

[hook] (x2)

- coydog

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