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letra de graveyard shifts - devin beachler

[intro]

yeah… d.b. in this b-tch
born in compton, raised in north las vegas
this one personal, n-gga…
uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, ayy

[verse 1 – satan]

satan, b-tch, you first, weak-ass fallen ho
tryna tempt me with fire, but i been cold
n-gga, you a fraud, just a b-tch with h-rns
couldn’t even take heaven, got stomped and scorned
f-ck your h-ll, f-ck your flames, you ain’t runnin’ sh-t
you a punk-ass devil with no bars to spit

n-gga, you a clown, pitchfork in your hand
but god still owns the streets, he still run the land
every b-tch who follow you, burn with no plan
you a ho in disguise, just a red-faced man
f-ck your lies, f-ck your tricks, p-ssy-ass lil’ c-nt
tryna flex in the dark, but you weak up front
n-gga, h-ll ain’t scary, it’s just hot-ass air
better bow to my god, b-tch, sit in despair

[verse 2 – donald trump]
trump, fat b-tch, orange face like rust
n-gga grabbin’ p-ssy, but it’s p-ssy he can’t trust
bankrupt ass clown, filed chapter 11
talkin’ maga in the streets, but your ass ain’t heaven
you a racist-ass b-st-rd, snitchin’ on your own
payin’ p-rn stars hush money when you home alone

n-gga, you a fraud, your empire fake
whole squad of dumb rednecks, all ready to snake
capitol riot had you hidin’ in a cave
old p-ssy-ass n-gga, b-tch actin’ brave
f-ck your towers, f-ck your fame, f-ck your tv show
you a b-tch who love putin, suckin’ d-ck on the low

your wig fake as sh-t, your skin fake tan
cryin’ in the courtroom like a broke-ass man
d.b. don’t play, i expose your scams
you a fat-ass cheeto in a klan man’s hands

[verse 3 – ronald reagan]

reagan, crack-sellin’ hoe, cia’s main b-tch
you flooded black hoods with rocks, made us poor as sh-t
n-gga smilin’ on tv, but destroyin’ the block
had mamas losin’ babies, cops ready to flock
f-ck your “war on drugs,” b-tch, you started it first
put the powder in the streets, left the people cursed
nancy with her “just say no,” ho shut the f-ck up
y’all was steady gettin’ high while we broke as f-ck

n-gga, aids epidemic? you laughed on stage
left a whole generation dyin’, sufferin’ in rage
you a p-ssy-ass actor turned fake-ass king
but the ghetto still bleeds from the crack you bring
f-ck reaganomics, b-tch, that sh-t was a scam
n-gga you in h-ll now, burnin’ like a lamb

[verse 4 – drake (longest verse)

drake, b-tch boy, let me really unload
wheelchair jimmy-ass ho, nickelodeon mode
ghostwriters on deck, quentin miller wrote hits
you a p-ssy-ass fraud, n-gga never spit sh-t

hid your son till pusha washed you out in the light
now a daughter on the low, what the f-ck is your life?
pedophile vibes, slidin’ in a kid’s dms
umg got receipts, you a ho with no friends
fake gangsta from toronto, soft-ass clown
k.dot buried your ass, you can’t come back now
“not like us” got the world screamin’ f-ck drake loud
n-gga danced on your grave, crowd proud, bass loud
you showed your d-ck on the net, desperate-ass ho
got a heart in your fade, gay n-gga, we know

you a b-tch-ass b-st-rd, f-ckin’ gay-ass c-nt
got exposed in the beef, couldn’t even stunt
n-gga hid behind lawyers, tryna sue for a song
but the truth always wins, p-ssy, you been wrong

you a fraud, you a fake, with no gangsta ties
never been in the field, b-tch, you livin’ in lies
degrassi-ass b-tch, actin’ hard with no heat
n-gga, d.b. on the mic, and i cooked you complete

[verse 5 – r. kelly]

r. kelly, p-ssy b-tch, jail cell ho
f-ckin’ minors on tape, world already know
you a predator, a rapist, n-gga weak as h-ll
now you cryin’ in the dark in a prison cell

f-ck “ignition,” f-ck “step,” p-ssy-ass clown
n-gga p-ssin’ on kids, got the whole hood down
you a wh0re-ass b-st-rd, n-gga nasty and sick
now you rottin’ in the pen, takin’ d-ck after d-ck

[verse 6 – chris brown]

chris breezy, b-tch, woman-beatin’ ho
put your hands on rihanna, now the world said no
you a c-cky-ass punk with no morals inside
still tryna flex with dance moves, p-ssy, you lied

you a clown-ass n-gga with coke in your veins
beatin’ women ain’t fame, n-gga, that’s just shame
you a fraud, you a coward, b-tch, i said what i said
every time i see your name, i think rihanna bled

[verse 7 – p. diddy]

diddy, ho n-gga, secret gay-ass creep
closet b-st-rd with lawsuits runnin’ deep
got cassie talkin’ lawsuits, victims on deck
whole career built on lies, disrespect

you a punk-ass f-g, tryna hide your l-st
industry pedo with no soul to trust
you a p-ssy-ass mogul, but the mask fell quick
now you dodgin’ feds daily, takin’ d-ck after d-ck

[verse 8 – hitler]

hitler, b-tch, f-ck your whole bloodline hoe
genocidin’ millions, now you burnin’ below
you a c-nt-ass b-st-rd, f-ck your n-z- crew
n-gga d.b. spittin’ flames, burnin’ all of you

you a coward with a gun, took your own weak life
talkin’ master race sh-t but you hidin’ in fright
you a p-ssy-ass c-nt, b-tch, rot in h-ll
f-ck your swastika dreams, n-gga, ring that bell

[verse 9 – bill clinton]

clinton, ho n-gga, with your d-ck in the white house
lewinsky got you sloppy, couldn’t quiet her mouth
you a cheatin’-ass b-st-rd with a smile on your face
but the world saw the nut stains, p-ssy disgrace

you a fraud-ass pimp with no morals intact
just another politician usin’ p-ssy for clout
f-ck your saxophone, b-tch, f-ck your charm
you a predator in a suit, hidin’ harm

[verse 10 – george bush]

bush, dumb b-tch, 9/11 blood on your hands
iraq war lies, whole country in sands
“mission accomplished,” p-ssy, you a fraud
k!lled thousands for oil, hidin’ lies from god

n-gga let katrina drown the south in pain
played golf on tv while black folks slain
you a c-nt-ass r-t-rd, p-ssy-ass clown
n-gga history gon’ write that you let us down

[verse 11 – kristi noem]

kristi noem, b-tch, you a ho with no brain
shot your own dog, p-ssy, that’s insane
f-ck your politics, c-nt, you a racist wh0re
every speech sound dumb, b-tch, close that door

you a clown-ass b-st-rd, white trash in disguise
hidin’ hate in your heart, i can see through the lies
you a ho with no soul, just a puppet on stage
f-ck your weak-ass face, b-tch, rot in rage

[verse 12 – j.d. vance]

vance, p-ssy-ass ho, hillbilly-ass b-tch
sellout b-st-rd, switch sides quick
n-gga suckin’ trump’s d-ck just to get in the game
no backbone, ho, just a puppet for fame

you a fraud with no soul, fake-ass wh0re
n-gga beggin’ for approval, can’t stand on your own
d.b. see through you, c-nt, you weak as h-ll
go drown in your lies, p-ssy, rot in your cell

[outro]

yeah…
that’s everybody
d.b. takin’ heads one by one
f-ck satan, f-ck trump, f-ck reagan, f-ck drake, f-ck r. kelly, f-ck chris brown, f-ck diddy, f-ck hitler, f-ck clinton, f-ck bush, f-ck kristi noem, f-ck j.d. vance
this compton blood run deep, vegas made me cold
and i’m only 13, n-gga, i already bold
yeah… d.b. out this b-tch

- devin beachler

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