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letra de ghost (interlude) - dirty lu

[verse: dirty lu]
rapping for the f-ck of it, don’t like it? then suck a d-ck, i got more rhymes than you could come up with, so many words i know you can’t stomach it, rappers always wanna stand clear, but get the f-ck out my ear, queer, pop
a seal, f-ck how you feel, kids can’t wait for my tape, i can’t wait to get cake, i know i spit this gas, but you don’t have to kiss my -ss, but if you don’t like what you’re hearing, you can suck my d-ck ’til you see my d-ck disappearing, three drinks and i’m ready to flash, my raps burst your brains into ash, i’m
just here for the cash, wait ’til you see the aftermath, who wants to step up to me and get served first? i come out before you can burst a verse, call that a premature birth, you can’t see me like i’m hiding in a word search, if i spit a verse first
you’ll be hollering “nurse, nurse, hurry up, my nerves hurt!”, i could rule any f-cking planet i want but i prefer earth, i’m a danger to my health, f-ck any features i’ll make a tape my self, i’m smelling like a brewery, y’all dying for some jewelry, i’ve had enough of your tom foolery, i broke the rubber and busted inside your mother, so get used to having a new brother, when i’m in my section i don’t like being asked questions, spit a verse faster than it takes to get an erection, i spit a bar that’s f-cked up and one that’s real too, like you’re n0body ’til somebody k!lls you, someone tell me who got 2pac k!lled before my eyes pop outta my skull like two popped pills, f-cking fiends out here found crack and now their tube socks filled, this song ain’t for the kids, it’ll bust you in the ribs, i know where you live, ask me how many f-cks i can give, i’m ghost, anything in front of me i go right through it, if hip hop is dead, i am the embalming fluid

- dirty lu

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