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letra de bad (feat. alaina cross) - dylan andre

[chorus 1]
you have not seen all that i can do
what can i say just to get it through
monsters hunting in the night for you
lock your doors and keep your weapons close to you

[verse 1]
i gotta get to the point
i got a crypt for a joint
i got a strip in the heat
you got a brick in your loins
i make emergency, you feel the urgency, you can’t be hurting me, you never heard of me
i get it poppin’ (pop pop)
you make it sloppy (mop mop)
you got a deal? well i got a knife
stick in the steel i remove you from life
cut you to ribbons and show you my stripes
i get it lit… punch out your lights
i got it bad bad bad
sorry mom, that’s word to my dad dad dad (woo)
i had a thought (thot) that thought is gone
i got a treacherous trip inside of me count me to one
i got no questions
i got no answer
i rot your intestines from the inside i am a cancer
you learn your lesson you count your blessin’s
red eared wendigo eat flesh and i leave no messes
i leave no messes
i keep em guessin’ i got the message, i got addresses
i got you aaron hernandez house full of cameras yeah this what i do
[chorus 2]
you have not seen all that i can do
what can i say just to get it through
monsters hunting in the night for you
lock your doors and keep your weapons close to you

[verse 2]
i get the bucks like a papa doe
i birth these rapper like mama’s do
i’ll leave a mark in your figure like comma’s do
pull up beside you and pop ya door
ellas siempre dicen martalo
made the decision you got to go
learn from mistakes like i’m papgo
shaking the bag up like darla do
i’m on my way don’t got far to go
there is one thing that you gotta know
i’m in the zone
i pr-nounce visitor “visita” i know the code
i’m the new dillinger you just a villager
i am not too big to come to your home
i look cold, i took hold
i’ll got you youngins and i got you olds sold
cut less, drip more, undress, thrift store
come get, it’s yours, tongues get blisters
i got it bad
not as lit as it can get not like me (mm mmm) i’m different
i am a rain in a drought i’m draining you out
red is a much better color i’m painting your house
you just a hole i’m digging you out
you gonna learn what k!llin’s about
you gon’ go run and go tell your friends but you gon’ be gone before you figure it out
you gon’ get hurt act like it’s words
word to my mother i’ll leave you in dirt
get eaten by birds haven’t you heard? i am disturbed
you gon’ be resting in pieces and feces and resting assured that i got it bad
yeah… that’s word to my dad, that’s word to my dad i got it bad!
[chorus 3]
you have not seen all that i can do
what can i say just to get it through
monsters hunting in the night for you
lock your doors and keep your weapons close to you

- dylan andre

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