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letra de f.a.n.u - cxrpse

[intro: cxrpse]
all them n-ggas better have my money
all them n-ggas better have my money

[verse 1: cxrpse]
yo, it’s corpse, the skeleton
master of breaking the faces
beating n-ggas, i guess you could say that i’m racist
if you wanna f-cking fade then send your location
i’ll make a b-tch say, “ay, yo, corpse you amazin'”
i’m the first black school shooter terrorist, n-gga
don’t even try to f-ck with me, i’ve been tellin’ these n-ggas
i’m like the pope, i pull up and i’m blessin’ these n-ggas
you think i’m jealous causе these n-ggas is sellin’ [?]
spidеr gang, coast to coast
from new york to connet’cit
talk sh-t, son of a b-tch
n-gga better [?]
f-ck these n-ggas got a train
if it follows the elephant
i don’t even gotta try, you n-ggas beggin’ for relevance
overdosing on medicine but you deep in the settlement
try to study your mimosa i’ma ready your [?]
i am the god of the elements
shake the ground with my [?]
keep me in the graveyard, n-gga i’m just a skeleton
[chorus: cxrpse]
cause i really f-ck a n-gga up, f-ck a n-gga up
f-ck a n-gga up, f-ck a n-gga up
i f-ck a n-gga up, f-ck a n-gga up
f-ck a n-gga up, f-ck a n-gga up

[verse 2: bruhmanegod, cxrpse]
don’t get me started
everybody always wanna have a f-cking opinion
put a motherf-cking concept: mindin’ your business
you the only one cryin’, i don’t know what they trippin’
you ain’t build for this, so you ain’t get a f-cking incisive
i spendin’ thoughts on a mission, you rappers comin’ and p-ssin’
you got a tunnel-o-vision, get off of f-ckin’ our d-ck
you feel like somethin’ is missin’ but you don’t have in to get it
this whole scene got me feelin’ like i’m stuck in a dream
you n-ggas better have my money
that’s what i told ’em what i sold ’em it
i ain’t made of money, i can’t fold a bit
i can see eight times over
what’s the name? i know you f-cking know this sh-t
it’s the– it’s the–
ga-a-ang
walk all over you motherf-ckers
i smoke it up alone, i ain’t approachin’ you bloodsuckers
shame on a n-gga who not go rough facin’
where my n-ggas play they slaughter these p-ssies and f-ck em up
[chorus: cxrpse]
cause i gotta f-ck a n-gga up, f-ck a n-gga up
f-ck a n-gga up, f-ck a n-gga up
i f-ck a n-gga up, f-ck a n-gga up
f-ck a n-gga up, f-ck a n-gga up

[verse 3: lil darkie]
all you n-ggas p-ssy, what the f-ck you even talking about?
nothing!
f-ck that n-gga i’ma sock him out
p-ssy hit my line because i got it ’cause i’m poppin’ now
spider gang verses got you up, so why you floppin’ now?
so many n-ggas turned b-tches
burnin’ bridges, turn hinges, f-ck ’em all
how you talking sh-t about me but don’t have the gut to call?
i’ma f-ck a n-gga up with no b-lls in the brawl
half the n-ggas hating spider gang is going on thirty
and talkin’ dirty bout each other when they turnin’ they back
you suckin’ n-ggas is wacker than taffy, n-gga, no cap
and no one gives a single f-ck that you write about rap
these n-ggas fakin’ they stats for paper, statin’ the facts
like, get your spectacles n-gga, because i’m breaking the glass
you ain’t sh-t but a d-ck that need a p-ssy to crash
and you can add me to the list of sh-t you waitin’ to pass
n-gga you comin’ in last
[outro: lil darkie]
you b-tch with me, you got like fifteen n-ggas that’ll snap your neck, n-gga
break your cell, break yourself
f-ck n-gga, a hundred thousand more men stomp your f-cking t–th into the concrete, n-gga
break yourself, n-gga

- cxrpse

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