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letra de king scotch - flushing scotch

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[intro]
f-ck in the back of the bus
b-mpin’ that sh-t like the back of my trunk

[verse 1]
f-ck in the back of the bus
b-mpin’ that sh-t like the back of my trunk
f-ck all you b-tches, and f-ck all your limbs
and just gimme a ho with no legs and a stump
king scotch, what the f-ck i want is a
nugget, a c-nt with a stomach
i just want to f-ck it, and pump it full of all this s-m-n
then i slam dunk it

i’m on that new jack city sh-t
let me see your t-tties
strip you of your kingdom
watch your grip just slip, and you fall off the cliff
king scotch, drop that b-tch
leavin’ his son fatherless
hakuna matata, motherf-cker
this whole f-ckin’ kingdom is mine

scotch
(reversed audio)

[hook]
king scotch, the f-ckin’ cream of the crop
b-tch, i’m a king at the top
the f-ckin’ god of your sunless land
nonstop, going straight to the stop
all praise to king scotch
the f-ckin’ god of your sunless land

[verse 2]
king scotch, i’m in the garden of eden
i’m eatin’ apple from trees
and i’m eatin’ p-ssy from eve
and after she’s sleepin’, i be leavin’
sneakin’ off for the evenin’
stealin’ the other motherf-ckin’ rib from adam
leave his punk -ss bleedin’
then go see if god will make me a b-tch tonight for a threesome

[bridge]
king scotch, the f-ckin’ god of your sunless land
first born, and you know that i’m k!llin’ ‘em
b-tch, i’m an heir to the throne
and b-tch i’m finally home
king scotch

[verse 3]
i’m on that roadhouse, tear your f-ckin’ throat out, b-tch
that seven layer when i dip, and it is cold as sh-t
that slipper mickey, fingerf-ckin’ farrah fawcett, so listen
i b-mp, b-mp, b-mp through your system
screamin’ f-ck, f-ck, f-ck the system
this whole f-cked up kingdom is mine

[hook]
king scotch, the f-ckin’ cream of the crop
b-tch, i’m a king at the top
the f-ckin’ god of your sunless land
nonstop, going straight to the stop
all praise to king scotch
the f-ckin’ god of your sunless land

king scotch, b-tch i’m finally home
and f-ckin’ takin’ my throne
as the god of your sunless land
nonstop, going straight to the stop
all praise to king scotch
the f-ckin’ god of your sunless land

[breakdown]
back up in this b-tch just like some p-ssy that i used to hit
spittin’ syphilitic lies (f-ck)
c-m shot up in the f-ckin’ eyes of christ
turn your valve off, and i give you half-life
c-m shot up in the f-ckin’ eyes of christ
c-m shot up in the f-ckin’ eyes of christ
c-m shot up in the f-ckin’ eyes of christ
turn your valve off, and i give you half-life

this whole f-ckin’ kingdom will die

- flushing scotch

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