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letra de ultimate supernatural/creepypasta rap - dj death

[intro]
hey yo…. dj death ultimate supernatural rap……leggo!

[verse 1: dj death]
uh….dean winchester with a winchester shooting at azazel f-cker i’m adaptable.i’m dean and this n-gg- sam. saving people from arizona to the hoover dam. no tricks i get all the chicks. no s-ss, my n-gg-s are c-ss. running n-gg-s over in the impala. cause only me and my n-gg-s are really ballah. kill everybody like i’m the motherf-cking colt, so just run off, bolt.make a quick buck, i’m a false prophet, chuck. so carry on my wayward son, hit you out the park that’s a home run
[hook]
carry on my wayward son. there’ll be peace when you are done.lay your weary head to rest. don’t you cry no more
ah. once i rose above the noise and confusion.just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion. i was soaring ever higher, but i flew too high. though my eyes could see i still was a blind man. though my mind could think i still was a mad man. i hear the voices when i’m dreaming,i can hear them say. carry on my wayward son, there’ll be peace when you are done. lay your weary head to rest. don’t you cry no more

[verse 2: dj drago]
creepypasta rap time ok! jeff on the mic because i’m killing it. got only one weakness so “spread the word” n-gg- my lines are blurred. choke you with red mist, this is a twist on the original sh-t. i’m homicidal n-gg- face me or dj you suicidal. creep up on a n-gg- in a mask and a hood my feelings are just misunderstood. grinning like a maniac kill a n-gg- i can still bounce back! my process is experimental like russians sleeping n-gg- just sit there weeping. uh!

[hook]
carry on my wayward son. there’ll be peace when you are done.lay your weary head to rest. don’t you cry no more
ah. once i rose above the noise and confusion.just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion. i was soaring ever higher, but i flew too high. though my eyes could see i still was a blind man. though my mind could think i still was a mad man. i hear the voices when i’m dreaming,i can hear them say. carry on my wayward son, there’ll be peace when you are done. lay your weary head to rest. don’t you cry no more

[verse 3: dj death]
observe an eyeless motherf-cker like jane i’ll cut ya. killing n-gg-s like clockwork t-t-t-t-ticking like toby throwing bodies away like kobe. m-th-f-cker meet mr. slenderman ya’ll know you his number one fan! don’t be depressed n-gg- hearing this rap you blessed. taking skin and eating seeds no f-cking freindship beads. n-gg- number 173 blood flowing like the red sea. n-gg- stop laughing before i start photographing death and destruction. uh! i’m out

[outro]
see yall next time need to go talk to my n-gg-s

- dj death

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