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letra de dwm ain't shit - dead white bitches

[verse 1: young grundy]
dead white males, i could make it happen yet
just do it yourself, play some russian roulette
with a fully loaded clip, do the world a f-ckin’ favor
stop tryna f-ckin’ rap, stealin’ richard gein’s flavor
hatin’ on sl-ts, what the f-ck, you g-y?
maybe the reason for ya frustrations, ya never been laid
you ain’t never been paid, for ya music at least
i heard last week, ya candy chains all you got to eat
i’m elite, better than a whole fleet of imitators
keepin’ it underground, if i didn’t, i’d be famous
but you ain’t ever gonna make it, horrorcore or not
try to do ya rap in the hood, ya might get shot
i might like it a lot, on the news white boys popped
what a show stopper, although n0body callin’ the cops
go ahead and get props from the other double c’s
‘cuz these artists knowin’ that you some r-t-rded mc’s

[verse 2: demonseed]
i keep a oj trigger murder fresh squeeze
i can make ya a dead white male just meet me in the streets
i don’t give a f-ck who ya be f-ck the police
i’m that beast from the east, so it’s rip
ya in the cemetary, now the unhallowed grounds
we h-llbent and h-llbound, to put ya in the burial mound
white sheets wrapped up ya bodies never found
murder, yeah boy, that’s a pistol in ya mouth
with ya brains blown out, brain damage
while ya stuck on that r-t-rd sound, i’m on that rebound now
flippin’ the f-ck out like ya would if ya seen them pounds
roll another blunt, yeah, we puffin’ on the ounce
if you lookin’ up to richard gein, i got alot of doubt
ya ain’t goin’ nowere, ya didn’t figure that out
brain damage b-tches need to shut they motherf-ckin’ mouth
demon seed motherf-cker and i’m back on the beat
gotta tell ya though, i wasn’t feeling the last cd
but i’m alot better now since vita itaque mortis
i make ya b-st-rd’s bleed, ‘cuz i’ma casket fiend
i got savage needs slit ya throat, ‘cuz ya f-ckin’ weak
so sick, yeah, it’s just mentally look at me, i’m a motherf-ckin’ protege
ya a memory, i’m just a k!ller on the creep

- dead white bitches

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