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letra de demolishing mon - el bandito

[intro]
demolition mon?
i’ll demolish mon…
f-ck is you talkin’ about?
lil punk–ss cyber troll…
ah well, guess i’ll go at him again…
hahaha!!

[verse]
f-ck ya catalog, i’m all over ya best hits
and this sh-t, i took yo motherf-ckin’ beat and k!lled sh-t
ain’t no way you gone get out this for real
ain’t no begging, ain’t no pleading, imma k!ll you dead for real
and you talking about, how a b-tch taste like?
after i bust my load in her in the mouth, so face it
you hate interracial dating then you said it out loud
we all know you scared of eating a b-tch out
neekz you a p-ssy, just like ya penmanship
and ya last woman was strictly a facebook relationship
you ain’t even met her -ss in person
cuz you’re stuck in canada and doing couch surfing
this f-ckin rat b-st-rd and degenerate
crackhead, f-ggot -ss think he raps intelligent
you f-ckin’ white supremacist, you’re irrelevant
should’a never f-cked with someone so malevolent
i can do this sh-t forever, it’s only gone get worse
cuz ya verses suck d-ck like the rest of ya songs
get shot in cold blood, now he dead and gone
i tote heavier metal because my armstrong
“you already k!lled him with 400 bars?”
so what? he gone get it till infinity stop
till time stop, even if i run out of breath
imma keep pickin’ on this mothaf-cka ’til death
demolition mon? more like demolishing mon
at least you had the decency to acknowledge you’re gone
imma keep pushing you until you load it and bust it
with a gat to ya dome, you miserable c-cksucker
who said i’m wasting ammunition? i’m so efficient
i write infinite lyrics with impeccable precision
lyrically you artificial, living on life support
cuz you always used to ask me for rhyme support
i know he added some drum snares over this beat
cuz he got no idea, where to start his speech
f-ckers pathetic, you wanna be an mc?
better drop-down quick and give me some real heat
you know it won’t happen, you know it won’t matter
i’ve already k!lled you in a million ways, badly
enough to cremate your ashes to dust and dust
i blast and bust at mothaf-ckas with guts
enough to test my sk!lls on a lyrical level
i manifest my bars, with inseparable merits
no questioning this rebel hit you with so much metal
that when you see it, gone leave ya man-hood sterile
f-ck am i saying? we know you lack the cojones
to even fire back with proper responses, homie
i’m not playing with you, shoulda never f-cked with me
if i see you, gone be much worse than a buck-fifty

- el bandito

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