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letra de humble - ezzyland

sensitive little twinks wanna tickle my spaghet
silly hoes cut along the length of their neck
raped me mentally, and put me in a dark place especially
now everybody scared to say it with their chest, cuz the plot thickens in similes
i will not eat noodles without the meat
curse everybody that speak ill of me
still borns with ill form that cannot breathe
make that pig squeal when i jiggle greasy neck fat
rеvenge will be sweet you can put that on my facе tat
guns is for p-ssies you should peel off my eyelids
kubrick of this trap sh-t, stare into my violence
every night you toss and turn and beg untill you weightless
cut your life in half cuz you enemies with greatness
god giveth but the same devil taketh away
when i catch you f-ckin lackin, send you packin to your grave

tell me to be humble i tell you to be safe
survival of the illest dont care if you straight
scr-pe the makeup off the rapist face
mighty fake like the moon in ’69 theres craters on her face
your favorite rapper has secrets he cannot confess
pretty little dancer in a f-cking tight dress
break his mama’s heart she found cum on his chest
all he ever wanted was some br–sts to caress
i can look into the future, the future it weeps
rivers of dead bodies, like varanasi
all this fkn money i can force you to eat it
leeches on your body , they will leave you defeated
put you 6 feet under, so im 11 feet above you
lonely at the top, i cannot hear virtue
me and my two n-ggas its all the same person
drunk banshee doin donuts while she cursin

- ezzyland

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