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letra de punched up (eng) - fiesta

[intro:]
aaaa uuuu, i just shat myself (what the f-ck, godd-mn mouth)
ugh, it stinks like f-ck
either the cat p-ssed itself or, f-ck knows, honestly
no, for real, what a stench. jerk (f-ck, again)

[verse 1:]
d-mn, stock preset, i don’t change the set
bless that, i’m used to it — percocet
rising fast, there’s a concept in my head
face-to-face with el — best duet
your rap’s defective, you’re all like cultists
i’m the adapter for you disciples
dropped dead like bugs, and i ain’t even used raptor
i’m my own author
down low — under, jumps like a salamander
sound harmony in me — mantras
broke but not uganda, naked — facts
naked truth in lyrics, dumbass, like ronaldo
brander, loud like thunder
my homies in their prime
red eyes, not from lime
snot like withdrawal
flow from ku klux klan — flawless
holy like a campus full of holes
f-cked your grandpa, i’m like krampus
this sh-t — no plunger can fix it
[verse 2:]
(ahahahah, detroit)
these bros got a heatwave — they wanna drill
bro sent a demo, but i hit delete
you’re my sh-t — i didn’t flush you
i got a crack recipe, got the book with me
bro’s sippin’ lean — we got a pink tee
ain’t “gold” no more, but got monkeys in my head
don’t teach me, dumbass, i’m not your nursery rhyme
hope this summer slaps like f-ck
f-cked a dude from the ghetto
a hungarian is stealing my lines
we’re cooking — not cutlets
between the legs — baguettes
saw el’s p-n-s — and it was excellent
hung up — then hung myself
rope, head, little pig
i hate rappers who yap about jersey club sh-t
i just dropped bars
my d-ck bald like one-punch man
s-m-nko’s b-st-rd son — glad i got a machos with me (and a macho girl)

[verse 3:]
freedom for arab women — they’re getting f-cked by f-cking arabs
sh-t-talking and avant-garde, you weren’t ready
el like scissors — caught someone yesterday
like a people — i have hands
i’m a wh0rehouse, in the bandlab b-tches
always with ya — i’m like a cookie
wanna be immortal like cookie
[outro:]
ki-ki-ki-ki-ki kikimoras (aaaa yaaaa pff)
detroit forever 2 (eeeee yay)
this sh-t got it all: jerk (y), detroit, lazer dim
and some ticking sh-t in the background — it’s p-ssing me off
(and yehor the spider) f-ck off (you f-ck off)
d-mn, too early
d-mn, yeah
yeah, shoulda done that fade-out
f-cking beatmaker’s a dumbass

- fiesta

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