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letra de suckerz - demondice karen

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[verse 1] got somethin’ strange for you
rearrange that monochromatic view!
need a little bit of dice in your life to decypher the mystery leavin’ ya feelin’ blue
rappin’ somethin’ moody, the flavor is tooty-fruity, loosy goosy can’t afford to be choosy when you’re so morbidly not man enough, not black enough, not trap enough, and you laugh it up!
but the twenty first century is h-ll bent on seeing that i’m guaranteed a
“good life,” to live and die a
“good wife!”
“parkin” in the “highland” leave ya smilin’ like a psycho with a knife!
bline with the maserati that soccer-mom life got me dry-heaving like thanks but no thanks
no money in the bank but i got a lotta stories for ya!
mobbin’ down in shibuya you’ll find me at the concert
this is who you made me boys, i’m frankenstein’s monster!!!
no doubt, but i’m not gonna spell it out???
i’m gonna make that sh-t poetic, if you’re smart then you’ll get it, remember dice is the one who said it
these o.g.s are feeling me nothing short of a miracle
all my fellas tellin me that i should brand myself like “cereal”
a serial rapper? the only caps i bust are snap-backs in shades of whites and blacks chewin’ hard facts ’till they’re juicy like fruit snacks!!!
but the apathy’s to taxing, waxing on and off!
when i max out all this exp ya betcha gonna know me!!!

[chorus] hit’cha on the blind-side. demon gotcha shanghai’d. not inclined to cry about the everyday “しょうがない,”
better hand em’ high, death to all the hypocrites who think a “super-callous-fragile-ego expidites the dope sh-t!!!”

hit’cha on the bull’s eye. always play the bad guy! not inclined to cry about the everyday “しょうがない,”
“listener” until i die? yeah right, motherf-ckers!
i’m like, ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha suckers!!!
[verse 2] verse two: cycle to something new! rearrange the melodramatic tune. but a little bit of ice will suffice for the burn-sight better not be wrong am i right? i’m like partially sedated but the hardest swallow being: you can be incredible? forgettable? there’s no in-between! let’s skip the foreplay. demon-like? でもね, demonic to the core and so the chorus can’t be boring. if the storyline is mortifying. mentally fortified! what’s the meaning of lazy? raise the stakes phasing through stages of crazy!
“dice? well sure i’ve heard of her.” “a psycho-pathic murderer” “of words and phrases sure to be disturbing to the world” but see, i’ll do as i please still sippin’ “casual-teas” while flippin’ bird to the bees to get ya weak at the knees! and you can call me the conductor of this train-of-thought: there’s only those who will make history and those who will not. unless you forgot? there is no stopping manifest destiny. i’ll die alone before i let this country get the best of me!
america says: you better be self made f-ckin’ independent, like try as you might, you’re a sight for sore eyes but with eyes on the prize? man, sky is the limit! admit it. dice is the raddest mad scientist nope, no fakin’ i’m breaking the baddest like mister white got the chemistry
“say my name!” you know me! betcha suckerz know me!

[chorus] hit’cha on the blind-side. demon gotcha shanghai’d. not inclined to cry about the everyday “しょうがない,”
better hand em’ high, death to all the hypocrites who think a “super-callous-fragile-ego expidites the dope sh-t!!!”

hit’cha on the bull’s eye. always play the bad guy! not inclined to cry about the everyday “しょうがない,”
“listener” until i die? yeah right, motherf-ckers!
i’m like, ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha suckers!!!

[verse 3] you ain’t gotta take it from me i’m just bein’ real. when you seal the deal with satan-sama you’ll see the appeal!
appearances are deceiving but seeing ain’t always believing! literally every little conversation leads to losing some more of what keeps human headed on that soul vacation! of sleeping pills masturrrrrrrrrrrr ring? ring?と moshi moshi!!!
demon spitting fire on the line, can you hear me? i would tell you all to go to h-ll but i don’t want you near me!

[chorus] hit’cha on the blind-side. demon gotcha shanghai’d. not inclined to cry about the everyday “しょうがない,”
better hand em’ high, death to all the hypocrites who think a “super-callous-fragile-ego expidites the dope sh-t!!!”

hit’cha on the bull’s eye. always play the bad guy! not inclined to cry about the everyday “しょうがない,”
“listener” until i die? yeah right, motherf-ckers!
i’m like, ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha suckers!!

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