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letra de malevolent (sukuna) - daddyphatsnaps

[verse 1: daddyphatsnaps]
king of the worse sh-t
spit in your face, that’s why i’m the wordsmith
smithing the verbs, so king of the curses
king of the worms, you king on the surface
king of the, king of the, king of the
whenever your urge hit
this what you earn, the king of the he-rs-s
king of the clowns, you king of the circus
king of the, king of the, king of the
i should be worshipped, woah
show me your worst hit go
nine mill to a turret, oh
spine chill when the turret roll
malevolent shrine if you thinking that you could herd the goat
heard that you taking the crown
that’s something i’ve heard before
grave danger
pull the chain on your pace maker
money talks, so i waste paper
i lay to waste if you waste patience
blade drawn, but i stay stainless
you god hunt, but i slay saviors
bring you down to h-ll, place sp-cious
we trade blows, then i trade places, that grave waiting like
[pre-chorus: daddyphatsnaps]
ay, ay, tap dance on your grave, grave
so sad i can’t hold back, they get toe-tagged when i play, play
shoulda stay out the way, way, now your place ain’t safe, safe
now your brain on the pavement, maybe next time you’ll do what i say, say, say, say, say

[chorus: omarcameup]
dancing all up on your grave
strength is unmatched, forgot how much fingers i ate (do what i say, say, say)
there’s no escape
leaving your head rolling, i’m sending you straight to the game
woah, b-tch, i’m a demon
chopping, cleaving
pop it, bleed ’em
you wanna die, then give me a reason
you better pray for your life, pleading
b-tch, i be rolling the dice, scheming
i can’t f-ck with no nice, squeaking
you pay the ultimate price in pieces

[verse 2: daddyphatsnaps]
sukuna, sukuna
they strike when it fail, it all hukuna
matata, might hail a hallelujah
no nada, might hail a call to buddha
wrong way, i might hail a call to lucifer
judge, jury, executioner
blood dripping from your jugular
thug, b-tch, i been a hooligan
all of you scared, you prepare for the future, well, i’m here to tell you the future is now
all of you talking, you grinding your t–th, so it’s fair that you losers got room for the crown
every road is a fork that is leading to me, b-tch, i’m taking the spoon out your mouth
and i’m hearing you talking, but everything ain’t in the key, if your tone off, i’m tuning you out
land one hit
land one hit, we can call it quits, land one hit
land one hit, you can take all of it, land one hit
land one hit, you can call me b-tch, land one hit, you ain’t sh-t
[pre-chorus: daddyphatsnaps]
ay, ay, tap dance on your grave, grave
so sad i can’t hold back, they get toe-tagged when i play, play
shoulda stay out the way, way, now your place ain’t safe, safe
now your brain on the pavement, maybe next time you’ll do what i say, say, say, say, say

[verse 3: daddyphatsnaps]
you wasn’t, you wasn’t, you wasn’t even close
but from a distance some confuse a sheep for goat
told you that you wasn’t, so you testing what i predisposed
already caught a body in my mind, i call it pre-disposed
i’m boutta, i’m boutta, i’m boutta, i’m boutta get the axe
keep running in the fire, never met a match
put you in a bodybag, ain’t the type of life that bets a pension plan
they telling ghost stories, i’m the slender, man
everybody tough, well, they tough until comparison hit
you pop off semi-automatic like i carry a switch
i’m talking problematic, arrogance, i’m wearing this sh-t
feel like drizzy drake of demons out here repping the six, six, six
slap you and embarrass your b-tch
’cause you be whiffing all your punches, and you swearing it hits
i put a hole inside your abdomen – cesarian sh-t
and when i’m done with you, i’ll bury the clique, cut the metronome
[outro: daddyphatsnaps]
all these people tryna tell me what to do, who the f-ck are you? tryna tell me, f-ck outta here

- daddyphatsnaps

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