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letra de cocaine and sailormoon - darkspine ix

[intro]
when the final steps are taken
the gateway to agartha will open

[verse 1]
now only real mu’f-ckas gonna know
that g like me smoke weed when it feel so cold
blow smoke, blow o’s, and she blowin’ me alone
drkkspine tell a p-ssy “yeah, i can’t fold”
everybody knows, that my blade talks more
i smoke so much, that i want the smoke
my screams so loud, makes another motherf-cka fall down into the crowd
now he lost in the clouds
i’m mixing my art, now i’m stealing honey’s heart
molly make her panties drop, now we really ’boutta start
cut the lights and it’s dark, then we start to f-ckin’ spark
leave a hickey on her neck like it’s a birthmark
7 tears, 7 doves, 7 blunts, all with my sl-t
then we pull up to the crib and pop out like wassup
then you f-ck around here, you can get cut
little mutt

[verse 2]
all black fit in the crib like i’m squall
shawty wan’ rock with me, so she wanna call
ain’t ask for a sailor moon hoe, but f-ck it we ball
‘spine stand tall, so a f-cker wanna brawl
i’m already here, but he starts to disappear
my d-ck make a b-tch p-ssy to f-ckin’ fear
i’ll beat yo f-ckin’ ass at my show with my hoe
and when it goes down, we gon’ make it the premiere
ecstasy till i die, it’ll be the conjuring when i’m high
little bit of ganja, green, mixed with codeine
only real ass b-tches know what i mean
devil jin grab, eye lasers pierce ya heart
one winged angel ’cause my soul so dark
my pose so crazy, i’m like abstract art
no one can contest, i got no counterparts
[chorus]
sailor moon hoe sling coke, till she choke
smoke more than any mothaf-cka, i’ma toke
purple haze makes me cloak in the smoke
my purrp makes shawty take the deepstroke
till her p-ssy broke
burning incense ’cause we f-ck with the smell
‘spine so loud all he ever do is yell
i light mary janes with the pendant fire spell
i might’ve been cursed with the flames from h-ll
now we whipping the impala even with all of the trauma they don’t even f-ckin’ know, i’m grind
but i wanna rep a set with my homies, while we smokin’
marijuana, while we crossin’ to tijuana and we gonna get signed
who gives a f-ck if you wanna talk down
p-ssy step up but you won’t come to town
i’m running my streets even down to downtown
so try to f-ck around and i’ll sit you down

[verse]
poppin’ tequila on my riva, gettin’ down n’ dirty with a f-ckin’ d-mn diva
shoutout my homie for being off bean with piñas
while we drinking 4 loko so cold, chilling down in f-ckin’ geneva
i’m putting racks on b-tch rack, while she gets a dip of my sack
and i’m deep in the p-ssy, she taking it bareback
call me darrell dixon with the wings on my back
got a ethereal ass ‘lilac mixed with a black whip
b-tch now we ’boutta f-ckin’ dip
after hitting that l!ck, got blood on my switch
sh-t start to glitch, ’cause my king crimson did a time skip
p-ssy had the guts, but we left ’em inna ditch
shawty straight talkin’ wit’ a bad lisp
instant transmission made his f-ckin’ fist miss
make this f-cka run by slitting my wrist
his b-tch came to me, left with blood on my lips

- darkspine ix

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