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letra de don't say (that shit) - elforcorn.

why the f-ck you say that sh-t
don’t say that sh-t
don’t say that sh-t like
why the f-ck you say that sh-t
don’t say that sh-t
don’t say that sh-t like
why the f-ck you say that sh-t
don’t say that sh-t
don’t say that sh-t like
why the f-ck you say that sh-t
don’t say that sh-t
don’t say that sh-t like

don’t chat to me
bout your hoes and vics you see
waste my time i’ll waste your face
raped and tied like jeffrey d
sweet honeysuckle
suck me off for a game, unbuckle
my trousers and place your knuckles
down and down and down and down b-tch
feel me, feel my love it’s inside of your cheeks
spit it out and scr-pe your t–th
and sit your ass on top of me
on a real one
breaking minors what have you done
i’m the real one
your fake and plastic like a cityzеn
6 hours don’t mean sh-t
even if you chat about sucking my d-ck
cos a real onе don’t resort to that
not a pushup one to make em look fat
drunk words are sober thoughts
so why the f-ck you hiding
lemme tap that perfect pus
and take you f-cking riding
admit all your feelings
you can throw it on the ground
cos i’m not stupid anymore i ain’t a motherf-cking clown
not even that bad of a b-tch
need some humbling and some d-ck
move like ??? and f-ck you b-tch i’ll make you quit

forgetful f-ck, i’ve died already, died on the 15th
rotten coffin 6ft under and f-ck you so aggressively (the f-ck)
p-ssy b-tch what you gonna do to stop me?
too late m-th-f-cker i already died on the 15th (that was so sh-t)

f-cking died 5th december (yeah)
gassed all sh-t been through
2 years way too long
i should’ve gone ‘fore i met you
b-tch i’m struggling
you’re not
i be on that sh-t
you’re not
board meetings with the greys
and i f-ck your sh-t right up
incohesive diagnosis don’t mean sh-t
shut up b-tch
break every single bone in me just to be done with it
now bulgs and poles i gonna sit through
f-ck you
while i got like 3gs too
f-ck you
judas ain’t got sh-t on you
i mean
fill my l-st and l!ck me clean
i’m inanimate i don’t feel sh-t
not as bad as on the 5th
apparitions
i don’t exist
i’m a rumor
you get the jist
pull the plug from under me just like a f-cking tower
open wide and feel me breathe, i know you love a golden shower. (what the f-ck)

- elforcorn

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