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letra de the rabbit - cyanide and silicone

[verse 1: brin and dubby]
i’m running, or hopping like a bunny
lately i’ve been feeling really funny
can’t get sick, took a phenergan slip
smoke a cigarette down to the b-tt while you suck on my d-ck
but i keep on getting distracted
the other day dale kept saying he’s about to take action
kept on talking about the rabbit
i just ignore it but the nightmares become such a habit
i’m getting super tired like i need another nap and sh-t
i’m getting so mother f-cking tired of all this f-cking rapping sh-t
i see him in my dreams and then i feel him in my head
i think i need some f-cking help or i might just end up dead in bed
uh uh

[verse 2: brin and dubby]
f-ck it, i’m tougher than an automatic buffer
i’m getting really busy like it’s nothing, i’m seeing different colors
dubby blast me with the m-ffler
black clouds, it’s the end of the world and i suffered
nutty like a squirrel, i’m from a different world
i’ve been running from the rabbit that’s been hopping over hurdles
fever dream’s tough, and i don’t like mine
so i drink tea and near beers in my free time
chasing whit rabbits, i got a bad habit
i’m thinking too much of what to do
the white rabbit soup be doomed with the hatchet
took my tongue and tagged it
burning with the matches
i hate this rabbit, he be mad at me
his eyes stare back so violently
i’m f-cking through with the rapping dude
i need to get out with an attitude, f-ckin…
let’s have another cup of coffee
and let’s have another piece of pie
yuhh
[interlude]
-yo. that sh-t sucked. d-mn
-d-mn, my sh-t was whack..
-imma do it something like this
(run it)

[verse 3: dubby]
put me back in, ain’t done with the sin
i guess f-ck that, make the ears start ringing
i’m not taggin’ out till everybody’s bleeding
and they down with me, and they down with the reason
changing up the seasons, white bunny, red rum
i took it by the head and f-cking beat it like a drum
if you got problems b-tch, yo, come and get some
if i’m not getting paid, b-tch, i don’t want none
hee-haw mother f-cker
let’s ride to the bass boom jive
let’s sing and die to the night
out here making tracks sound dusty
i sound so sick my voice is all rusty
i’ll break your neck and i’ll cap your knees
i’m a cat with fleas, k!ll the rabbit please
holy f-ck, i don’t know what’s happening
i rolled out the buck knife and got to the stabbening, yuh

[hook: brin and dubby]
this whole thing feels like a song i’ve never sung
for the white rabbit, we run, run, run
no bad habits, no more fun
for the white rabbit, we run, run, run
for the white rabbit, we run, run, run
for the white rabbit, we run, run, run
for the white rabbit, we run, run, run
for the white rabbit, we run, run, run
[verse 4: brin]
smelling like a wet dog, only eat hog meat
webbings on my fingers got me looking like some frog feet
animal lover, i’m controlled by a rabbit
that controls me by the strings like a puppet doing magic
i can’t really sing and i can’t really write
i try to f-cking read a new book every night
like a night to remember by walter lord
chapter 1, titanic’s at the shore so i’m snoring
cyanide and silicone are never f-cking boring
every morning, roblox while it’s storming
take me on a tour and i’m busting up the mic
haven’t seen ian in a couple f-cking nights
i’ve been working on this record, looping beats in the bas-m-nt
feeling deep but i’m basic
take my ivy and i chase it with a little poison oak
in a piece that i set just aside my drum machine
and my new schwinn bike, b-tch

- cyanide and silicone

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