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letra de way2man1c - ethan ross & yatashigang

[intro]
do you wanna die, tell me do you wanna die? (die)
i bang my head into the wall about a hundred times (die)
you feel these rusty knives in your stomach like b-tterflies (die)
i’m using violence because i ran out of drugs to try (die)
(ugh)
crush your skull with my palms, i ain’t ever been calm
motherf-cker, better know that it’s on
my whole head gonna explode, shattered and blown
i can’t contain it no more, too far gone

[chorus]
f-ck, holy sh-t, i’m way too manic for this nonsense
i don’t have no conscience, i’m violent and monstrous
i got somе bread that is on me
all of you broke mothеrf-ckers be honest
why you flexing like you got it?
we don’t believe you, from here on out that sh-t is stopping (b-tch)

[verse]
hop out the whip, i’m beating your ass
i do not care, no i did not ask
somebody’s throat is going to get slashed
not mine, y’all be safe, my bad
talking your sh-t but you too egotistical
you too sensitive when i’ve been critical
i can tell that you’re so f-cking miserable
i can tell that you’re nothing original
roughing your b-tch up, i feel like i’m mick foley
have her go up and down on the d-ck slowly
motherf-ckers won’t step, they tip-toeing
i’m a field full of landmines, b-tch, blow me (boom)
gotta blast, now the guts scattered
i do not give a f-ck, i would much rather
cut the chatter, leave you in the dust battered
get stomped on the floor like a gum wrapper (die)
i don’t wanna do any business (die)
ima murder you dumbfounded dipsh-ts (die)
and i don’t want help, i want vengeance
i might even give you chance for repentance
f-cked up, now i be imagining things that
don’t happen, but i be like “f-ck it”, i swing fists
i’m batsh-t, really got my head in the anguish
the sadness, getting drowned-out when i bang sh-t
b-tch, i be going all over the map
these lil boys couldn’t even get over the fact
got a pandora’s box, now i be opening that
pop another addy, now the vision is going to black
[chorus]
f-ck, holy sh-t, i’m way too manic for this nonsense
i don’t have no conscience, i’m violent and monstrous
i got some bread that is on me
all of you broke motherf-ckers be honest
why you flexing like you got it?
we don’t believe you, from here on out that sh-t is stopping (b-tch)

[outro]
i be on the farm and i be chilling with the cattle
b-tch, if y’all ain’t talking money ima tell you to skedaddle
i don’t f-ck with pigs, this the mud, we ’bout to wrassle
i got two guns, b-tch, i ain’t running from no battle
i think all you motherf-ckers boring, i can’t take this sh-t
i can’t sit still for more than a few seconds, i start breaking sh-t
i scream “f-ck the world”, i hit it hard, i told her “take this d-ck”
i know i got some problems, but it’s okay because they make me rich

- ethan ross yatashigang

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